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byunbqbes · 1 year

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HQ BOYS MEETING A BEAUTIFUL FAN PT 2

⟶ ft. sakusa, atsumu, akaashi

‎♡ sakusa

"are you sakusa?" a small voice behind him peeps up.

sakusa turns around, a scowl on his face, ready to lecture whoever just disrupted his pre-game ritual because if there's one thing that sakusa hates – it's talking to others before a game.

and oh boy was he about to make an exception right now.

he blinks at you, drinking in the way a cute smile was plastered to your face and all he can think of is, are you real? how can someone this pretty exist?

he snaps out of his speechless stupor and hums, "that's me."

you let out a sigh of relief, handing him a pack of masks, "i found this outside the locker room, and thought maybe it'd be yours."

"how do you know it's mine?" sakusa asks curiously, raising a brow.

"oh! uhm! i may or may not be a fan...so i kind of know you wear masks a lot!"

oh god. not only were you pretty, but you were also a fan! his fan.

he flushes from his cheek down his neck, and gives a little nod, "oh. nice. do you want a signature or somet –"

before sakusa can finish his sentence, hinata pokes his head into the room, clueless, "sakusa! our match is starting soon! oh, hey, sakusa's friend!"

sakusa wants to roll his eyes at hinata, but he just mutters, voice velvety, "i guess the signature will have to wait till later. meet me here after the match if you still want it."

♡ atsumu

"how could ya forget?" atsumu yelps, thrashing his arms around dramatically as osamu stares back at his blonde twin blankly.

"forget what?"

"forget to tell me that she's pretty??" atsumu whisper-shouts, gesturing towards you – osamu's new employee. atsumu expected your presence at the game, but he did not expect you to turn up looking like this – in a short skirt, soft legs out on display.

"who's pretty?"

atsumu turns around and stares at you, horrified, wondering how much of the conversation you had overheard. atsumu blinks and immediately starts stuttering, "uh. t-the receptionist at the hotel?"

"oh? do you have a picture?" you tilt your head, and atsumu swears he's about to die from your cuteness.

"tsumu thinks he is pretty." osamu shrugs nonchalantly, "what a weirdo."

at that, you just chuckle and lean in to inspect his face carefully. atsumu feels his breath hitch in his throat and swears his heart is about to leap out of his chest, when you lean back and nod in agreement, "yeah, atsumu is pretty!"

feeling a sudden surge of confidence in his chest, atsumu reminds himself, atsumu...what the fuck was that? you're the cool sexy male of msby! that the best ya can do?

a smirk inches its way to atsumu's face and he looks you dead in the eye.

"really? that's weird...because i find you really pretty too."

osamu rolls his eyes.

‎♡ akaashi

the truth is, akaashi has noticed you for a while now. because how could he not, when you look so pretty on the bleachers, hair tied up in cute pigtails and cheering for bokuto?

bokuto. akaashi never wants to admit he is jealous of bokuto but...he really is.

one day, fukurodani wins by a landslide and bokuto is on a crazy adrenaline high. he drags you towards akaashi and yells loudly, "HEY! akaashi stop being such a wimp and ask her out already!! i know like...five? guys who want to ask her out but i'm saving her for youuuu!"

silence hangs in the air as akaashi stares at you, feeling his face heat up. bokuto glances at you both, before his eyes widen in realisation, "oh no! am i not supposed to say that?"

the whole fukurodani squad gathers around and starts gushing dramatically. washio yells, "c'mon akaashi kohai! you've been simping over her for years!"

konoha akinori slings a lazy arm around you, deciding to push akaashi's buttons, "akaashi, if you don't want her, i'm gonna start chasing her!"

akaashi's eyes widens and before he could even think clearly, he's grabbing your hand and walking away from his embarrassing team. konoha and you? no way in hell!

before akaashi can open his mouth to deny anything, you're winking at him cutely, "i think you're cute too, akaashi."

akaashi swallows nervously, thanking whatever higher power there is up there for gracing him with his dream girl, before he smiles shyly, "wanna go out together?"

you can bet you're yelling akaashi's name in all of their upcoming matches.

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mackjlee9 · 3 months

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Tempus HQ&VG [NSFW Headcanons]

Warning; implied male reader, 2nd person narration. The way they moan and their favourite sex position.

Author's note; I wasn't sure about adding Magni and Vesper, but... I might add them later idk.

Masterlist.

VTubers Holostars EN/ Tempus

Their moans;

Altare| soft and quiet but high-pitched. gets very breathy when he's too overwhelmed and about to cum. he's able to let out small mewls of your name, muttering a barely audible, "cumming..."

Axel| grunting and gasping. he refuses to moan out loud when you're having sex. and he will try his hardest to not be loud. however, there are times when keeping quiet is the hardest task for him.

Bettel| whining, whimpering, crying... he's very, VERY vocal which embarrasses him a lot. even more so when he realizes you do things a certain way just to hear him get louder.

Hakka| mumbly. he mumbles and bangles a lot. a mixture of sounds and words come out of him when you're being intimate. he just feels so good that he can no longer understand words.

Shinri| grunts and deep, growly hums. as someone who is naturally quieter, his moans have turned into low, deep and grossly hums, which are... pretty sexy.

Flayon| high-pitched, whiny and loud. he doesn't give a damn if he's being "too loud". he loves the way you fuck him and he's gonna be vocal about it too.

Favourite Position;

Altare| a doggy-style kinda guy. there's something about it that just does something to him... maybe it's the feeling of your chest pressed up against his back while you moan on his ear, telling him how tight he feels around your cock and how he's such a good boy for taking you so well.

Axel| reverse cowgirl. he enjoys the feeling of control this position gives him, as if he could do anything he wants to you and there would be nothing you could do... completely ignoring the fact that your hands, holding onto his hips, are the reason he's bouncing on your cock like that. (he also likes it because he gets to hide his face from you)

Bettel| against the wall. babygirl likes being picked up and thrown around. he gets turned on at how easy you seem to be able to just carry him whenever you want and he's had a hard time controlling himself whenever you do. his reactions and thoughts about this are obvious, he is like an open book so... enjoy.

Hakka| missionary. babyboy likes a rough missionary. getting to see your face as you fuck into him is the cause of his mind turning into mush, leaving an incoherent Hakka lying on his back, too fucked dumb to be able to think.

Shinri| missionary or doggy. he's good with either, and chooses one or the other depending on his mood, whether he wants it slow or rough, however, he goes with what you want most of the time. (a little hesitant to try cowgirl just yet)

Flayon| mating press... you saw it coming. he just loves having his body practically folded under your weight as you pound his throbbing insides and call him a "dirty whore", or your "sweet puppy", whichever you say, always gets the same reaction out of him. his whines get louder, and you watch as his eyes roll back, hearing him cry your name while holding onto your arms, agreeing to your words while he moans and gasps. even more so when you call him your "slutty princess."

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broken-glass-puppet · 10 months

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Ok so can i request Cod men being down bad for The dilf male reader? I'm sure they all got daddy issues so- it's can be a full fic or just a headcanon I'm ok with anything

We all in this account have daddy issues, any ways (it's a bit SPICY soooooo)

Captain price

He's DOWN BAD like us

He's polite and a gentleman but seeing you with your kids/taking care of kids just makes his heart melt, he loves seeing you being like a father figure to children

You are taller than him and that TURNS HIM ON A LOT, look, my man is a pillow princess and no I don't care what everyone says, HE IS

will flirt with you just so hear you chuckle with that deep sexy voice of yours, call him "sweetheart" "babe" "big guy" and he is in love

Imagine if price flirted and you are just like "oh yeah? Wanna say that again big boy?" Getting really close to him

Simon 'ghost' Riley

At first he doesn't admit he is attracted to you BUT god damn you look good in a plain white t-shirt with shorts doing breakfast

If you are in the military he will stare at your butt, thighs and chest plus you are older than him and that is attractive to him

If you aren't in the military, you two probably meet at a cafe or pub, and when he discovers you have or take care of children he thinks it's adorable

His childhood was SHIT, so seeing you worrying about those kids, his heart started to feel warm

Hug him, press your chest against his face while you stroke his head while whispering "good boy Simon" or praise in general

Jhon 'soap' McTavish

Puppy, a total puppy

He's energetic but also serious and smart, and not many people give him credit by that so, after a mission you went and ruffled his hair and slid your hand to the back of his neck "good job out there McTavish, keep being a good boy ey?" You smiled softly

He falled right there, he nodded giving you puppy eyes

One time in particular he was like putting his harness in his thighs and he was having problem so you grabbed his waist and helped him "stay still" you finished and brushed his sides and smiled "good boy Jhonny"

PRAISE KINK

everytime you touch him, he melts

Gaz

He likes looking at you, he thinks your age your height and size is attractive, he is a big guy fan

In one of the missions he has a injured leg and you carried him to the HQ in BRIDE STYLE IN FRONT OF EVERYONE

And when you are patching his wounds and he whimpers from the pain "shhh you are doing so good gaz, such a good boy" and he almost fainted

He loves playing with your hands, they are bigger than his own and they are rough but gentle at the same time and he LOVES IT

He's in his middles 30's so you are older than him and he is so turned on when he sees you doing traditional dad things, you in an apron? Bedroom, you wearing a suit? Bedroom, you in a swimsuit? Y'all know what I mean

Alejandro Vargas

He thinks of you as a friend, even as a brother from another mother but when he sees you in your uniform, he had to control himself to not grabb your pecs and take you there in front of everyone

When he wants your attention will grab your belt and pull you closer, smirking at your flustered face

Once you too started, fooling around, he will grab your body, arm, waist, ass, pecs, everything

Once he sees you playing with kids or animals he almost grabbed you to take things to the couch wink wink

He's shorter than you and when he wants to look at you he grabs your collar and pulse your face closer

Rudy (MY MAN <3)

Flustered, blushed even

He likes you for you, your height, size and age its a plus but one things he loves even more than your personality is

Your arms

You are like a giant teddy bear, when no one is looking he will pull you for a hug, excuse it's he had a rough time in a mission

Nah

He wants to feel your GIANT ARMS AROUND HIM

You would break him like a twig and he will be thankful

"here's the reports for you [redacted]" You smiled and patted his head "thank you Rudy, you are so good" and he is so flustered

Thank y'all for the cod requests

Fell free to send more :D

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plasticfangtastic · 2 months

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Ah Hughie spoilers from Vought HQ again take this all with a grain of salt and be also dissapointed that we dont see Hughie crossdressing in Starlight sexy outfit cuz Kripke its a coward.

Guess A-Train is gonna be out of the Seven after that stunt, will he join the Boys? Or is he gonna die and get his final redemption?

why is he chilling with Ashley!!? I imagine her and Cameron must be the ppl at the dungeon unless she got a part time job as a dom at the local sex club.

And he its gonna marry some other supe?? Next thing u know its Firecracker and thats why Annie was fighting her in that one set leak and why Homie its trying to kill him (took 4 seasons for him to finally put his hands on that twink fr) it be the ultimate twist if Hughie steals his girl.

#the boys amazon #the boys season 4 #hughie campbell #personal #the boys spoilers

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forusomimiya · 1 year

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HQ guys with 🐱

[𝙤𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙪, 𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙪, 𝙤𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖, 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞] (sorry if the ships I write are not to your liking) SMUT +18, fem characters but not their partners - please, if you want more characters, just let me know :)) •𝙊𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙈𝙞𝙮𝙖 Osamu likes to gets attention. She doesn't wear underwear under her excessive pyjama shorts, so she can show Suna, who watches him with a depraved fox's gaze from the couch, how her labia majora peek out of her crotch along with a wet spot while she’s looking for new recipes leaning on the kitchen table. She also likes to ask Suna to touch her when she is freshly waxed. One more excuse to feel her long slender fingers rubbing his entrance. But what she likes most is to spread her legs in front of him while he's busy watching videos on YouTube or spending time on Tiktok. She always ends up with Suna's head between her thick thighs, choking him as he cums in his mouth. "That's it, my good boy... always coming to me when I need you most." •𝘼𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙪 𝙈𝙞𝙮𝙖 Atsumu is a slut in heat. She's not ashamed to tell Kiyoomi how horny she is every time she sees her boyfriend doing absolutely nothing. His mere presence makes her mouth and pussy drool. "Babe... im bored..." she asks as she runs her fingers down Kiyoomi's chest, with seductive intentions. "want to have a good time?"

She only gets a dominant look before Kiyoomi loads her up and carries her into the bedroom to abuse her pretty pussy and lick up the mixture of their cum when he's sure he's filled her completely. "I think you've had enough fun. Now let mommy take care of you" she added before making Kiyoomi cum twice without entering her pussy, just watching her being used by Atsumu as she cummed in front of his eyes. •𝙏𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙊𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 Whenever Oikawa is home alone, she runs to her room and grabs her favourite dildo. She puts towels on the bed and moves the mirror, placing it in front of it. Doesn’t need anything else to enjoy a relaxing evening. She likes to watch herself masturbate, cause she knows she is really sexy and takes advantage of it to get an orgasm. Oikawa is so greedy that despite having all her holes filled, she misses her boyfriend's hard cock in her tiny pussy. "Haji…" eyes on herself, being a mess and bouncing on the purple silicone cock as the white liquid run down to her knot. “Mhmm just there Haji, just there... ah~”.

Oikawa squirted every last drop as the good girl she was, but she didn't know was that behind the door was her boyfriend waiting for her, jerking off himself, eager to devour his favourite girl's wet, pink pussy.

•𝙆𝙚𝙞𝙟𝙞 𝘼𝙠𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞 In sexual terms, Akaashi was shy. She didn't know how to tell her boyfriend that she wanted to fuck with him. It was hard for her to take the initiative but once they were fucking, akaashi was the biggest innocent slut in bed. She went from not knowing how to tell Bokuto what she want, to begging bokuto to cum on her pussy. She was shy, but not stupid. She knew what to say him to make him fall at her feet. "Bo... im close..." she warned between long and low moans "dont stop and keep looking at me yeah? you´re doing soo well" Bokuto, whose mouth was being used as Akaashi's toy, looked at the brunette and sucked while pressing her buttocks against his face, wanting to feel deeper the taste of her semen. He only needed one more praise and he would cum on her back, feeling the taste of his girlfriend invading his mouth, admiring how she moved on him while catching her breath. Akaashi educaded bokuto very, very well.

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freetheworms · 2 years

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okay so i’ve had this weird Geraskier trucker AU stuck in my head for a while and i just don’t know if i’ll ever get around to writing it properly, so instead i have compiled my headcanons!

(this got super fucking long somehow, so most of it is under the cut)

so Geralt is a long-haul trucker for a small, family owned company called Witchers Express Transportation (WET for short. haha)

of course it’s his family that owns it. Vesemir started it years ago back in their small town of Kaer Moren as something he could pass onto his boys, and to be honest, they all kind of enjoy the travel and a little solitude, although none as much as Geralt

Geralt truck is black with a wolf emblem on the side, because of course it is. Lambert’s is red with flames on it because he loves to fuck around and also i make the rules. Eskel’s truck is forest green because i just think that’s nice. Coën’s is grey (with flames because Lambert insisted he needed to “spice it up.”) Vesemir mostly stays at HQ and handles orders now, but his old truck was also black. none of that matters but it’s important to me that you know this

Geralt also has a black cat that travels with him in the cab of his truck like those adorable dudes on tiktok. i’ll give you one guess at her name ((it’s Roach. duh))

anyway. Geralt is out on some cross-continent haul, and pulls into a truck stop in Posada one evening, cause y’know. a man’s gotta eat. and drink. and sleep (if he’s lucky)

insert bard. i imagine their first meeting is essentially the same as it is in the show, except Jaskier is playing the ukulele instead of the lute because it’s modern times, and a guitar wouldn’t be playable in the truck. i am big brained

eventually Geralt goes to head back on the road once he and Roach are fed and rested, and finds he has a loud, obnoxiously-dressed shadow following him through the parking lot

“hey, so wait. okay wait. what if i, uh, y’know, came with you? like, in your truck?” Jaskier is running away from his stuffy pompous home life, and this big sexy trucker looks like his very climbable ticket

“you don’t even know where i’m going” Geralt is so not having it.

“well, no. i mean. you could tell me? but i don’t really care, as long as it’s not here!”

“i could kill you” Geralt is putting on his scariest face. it is decidedly not working

“nah, don’t buy it. i feel like murderous truckers don’t have kitten companions,” the idiot kid actually winks at him. “so, where are we going?” Jaskier is already climbing into the truck and Geralt, sweet, awkward Geralt, doesn’t want to have to rip him out of it so he just kind of. goes with it, begrudgingly. the kid probably won’t last long cooped up in the tiny cab, anyway

Geralt is very, very wrong.

Jaskier is happy to sit in the truck and look out the windows, commenting on every weird or mildly interesting thing they drive by. he’s also maybe a little too happy to flirt with Geralt at every given opportunity. Geralt definitely, totally, feels no ways about this, why would you even ask that?

Geralt keeps waiting for him to fuck off at one of the truck stops they pull into, but the kid just keeps coming back

if Geralt waits for the bard to finish his set, or his conquests before he drives off, that is definitely not because he likes the company. nope. he just feels bad for the kid, okay? it’s dangerous for a naive little fancy lad out here

oh, also. Geralt’s radio doesn’t work and Jask thinks that’s the most insane thing about this guy. i mean, travelling for weeks on end with nothing but silence and the occasional meow to listen to? absolutely psychopath behaviour. can’t have that.

so Jaskier spends a lot of his time in the passenger seat, composing songs about the various people he’s met on their travels, or about Geralt, and even once about Roach. Geralt pretends to be annoyed when Jaskier plays them in the cab, but secretly he’s realizing maybe he doesn’t miss the silence as much as he thought

Jaskier still gets himself in trouble sleeping with the wrong people at the inns they frequent, and Geralt of course has to be his Big Beefy Backup™️ when the occasional angry husband or wife tries to skin him in the middle of the motel lobby

Geralt is absolutely not jealous of the people Jask sleeps with. he’s not. nope. no, sir. he’s just annoyed at having to rescue him, is all

and if they share a bed half the time, it’s only because motels are expensive and getting two rooms seems like a waste of money. they’re just being smart!

so, they travel together like this for a couple of years; Geralt making deliveries (and excuses for the weird, overly friendly man constantly in his passenger seat) and Jaskier using all this experience to further his meager singer-songwriter career

they do part ways sometimes so Geralt can go back to Kaer Moren, or so Jaskier can try and record one of his now numerous ballads, but they’ve exchanged phone numbers (for safety!) and they somehow always end up coming back together

Jaskier absolutely did not turn on Geralt’s location sharing so he could “happen to turn up” at the same truck stop as his favourite trucker

so, yeah. they do this little dance around each other for almost 10 years before Geralt’s guilt finally gets the better of him on a bad day. he’s kept Jaskier cooped up in his tiny truck for far too long. it’s selfish. Jask deserves to see the world, and not from behind a windshield. he says as much, one day when they’re stopped in some shitty diner parking lot

Jaskier suggests they take some time off the road then, maybe see the coast together?

Geralt insists he can’t just leave his job, and that Jaskier should go on to live his actual life without an old grumpy man weighing him down

Jaskier does not take that well. “i’m the one that asked you if i could travel with you, you big brute! you don’t get to be all self-sacrificing about this!”

Geralt does not take Jaskier not taking it well very well. cue yelling. cue Geralt saying things he doesn’t mean about Jaskier holding up his deliveries with his dilly-dallying at stops. about Jaskier never shutting up and being annoying. about how he wishes he’d never met that stupid kid at the truck stop in Posada.

big “go on! just get outta here you stupid dumb animal!” vibes

cue Mountain Breakup moment. they banter, sure, but Geralt has never actually yelled at him like this. Jask gets out of the truck with a dejected “see you around, Geralt.”

they travel separately for a good few months, almost a year before Geralt starts to think he might go insane in the silence. he even considers fixing his radio, but something about that feels wrong. also he’s a little scared he’ll hear one of Jaskier’s songs play and lose his shit entirely

so eventually Geralt is home at Kaer Moren, moping more than usual, when Eskel somehow notices that Geralt and Jaskier are still sharing locations. Geralt didn’t even know that was a thing you could do??? How long has that been on????

Eskel just gives him this Look and Geralt realizes what he has to do

he sets out to find Jaskier, pinging his phone at some bar just outside Posada

well, thank god he did because he find a tipsy and very scared Jaskier in the back alley, about to get his shit rocked by a group of angry locals whose spouses he probably fucked

Mr. Big Beefy Backup™️ scares the 3 or 4 people off easy enough, but then comes the hard part. time to apologize for being a supreme dickhead, Geralt. go on.

Jaskier is still just standing there in shock because what??? just happened??? why is Geralt here? how is Geralt here? he knows for a fact Geralt would never figure out Jaskier’s location sharing trick on his own; this man can barely figure out how to answer a text.

he’s about to ask when Geralt finally starts speaking

and it’s an apology? from his Geralt?? okay, maybe he’s drunker than he thought

but no, Geralt really is apologizing, and he looks sincere. in fact, he looks downright miserable as he tells Jaskier he never meant any of it, and he’s so sorry he let his guilt get the better of him. says Jaskier didn’t deserve that hurt, and Geralt would never do it again. he’s really trying to be better. he will be better, just please. he just needs his bard back, if he’ll have him

the silence is deafening as Jaskier just stands there, gaping like a fish

he was going to shut Geralt down, at least for a minute. he was. he’s thought about this moment a zillion times, and he really was going to tell Geralt it wasn’t enough, that he’s worth more than that

but Geralt looks genuinely heartbroken and vulnerable in a way Jaskier’s never seen, and he can’t do it. he doesn’t want to.

so Jaskier steels himself and kisses him instead, because for once, he’s at a loss for words. because he’s a little drunk and he’s wanted this for the better part of a decade. because he’s afraid this is the only chance he’ll get

and when Geralt feverishly returns the kiss, Jaskier knows he’ll happily climb right back into that cramped old truck with him. knows there’s nowhere else he’d rather be than with this big, stupid man that he loves. he says as much

and Geralt smiles, actually grins as he says “i love you too, Jaskier”

Jaskier does set some new boundaries and ground rules between them though, because we stan Growth and Knowing Your Worth. luckily, Geralt is more than happy to oblige

and then they drive off into the sunset together to see the coast :)

also, Jaskier has never been more grateful for Geralt’s broken radio. there’s, uhh, no need for Geralt to hear his latest single, Burn Trucker Burn

wow. okay, well at this point i may as well have written the actual fic but Y’KNOW. maybe i will some day. who knows. let me know if uhhh if anyone would want to read it?? validation is my lifeblood and i’m real nervous about posting this for no reason

also, if anyone else for some reason wants to give this stupid AU a go, please for the love of god, tag me! i’d love to read what you come up with :)

#geraskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier #geraskier fanfiction #geralt x jaskier #gerlion #the witcher fanfiction #gracie writes #geraskier headcanon #what else do i tag #i really did not mean to write this much but apprently im passionate about the randomest AU i could think of #it literally came to me while i was laying in bed one night and wouldnt let go #also i forgot to add in ciri but idk how that would work with the whole #‘truck only has two seats and is also a horrible place to raise a child’ thing #sorry ciri... maybe you'll make it into the actual fic someday #anyway i'm obsessed with stupid idiots falling in love in every universe

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paroslineage · 24 days

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♡Killing Me Softly With His Song♡

Song Used : Killing Me Softly With His Song by Ms. Lauren Hill and Fugees.

I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style

you started slowly but softly unaware of the pair of eyes frozen in your impressive form.

And so I came to see him, and listen for a while

continuing the verse, the pair of eyes became lidded and lust filled as he heard your sweet voice.

And there he was, this young boy, stranger to my eyes

your eyes gave a quick sweep the dimly lit bar and your red tinted luscious lips turned into a subtle but noticeable smirk as you met the pair of eyes.

Strumming my pain with his fingers

maintaining the eye contact you ran your hands from your thick leather clad thighs and up your body sensually, not missing the way his eyes followed your every single movement.

Singing my life with his words

you brought your gloved hand up to your diamond necklace clad slender neck and your smoky eyes turned lidded as you hold the eye contact with your Romeo.

Killing me softly with his song

swaying your hips gently with the music and pointing your finger to showcase the effect the man had on you.

Killing me softly with his song

melodious voice continues, but this time the owner of those strikingly vivid eyes gave you a full blown sexy grin.

Telling my whole life with his words

slowly nearing the end you elongated the verse with your heavy tone giving an impression on your rest of your audience.

Killing me softly with his song

as you finished you bowed to the audience, who in return have you a roaring round of applause, men wolf whistling at you and lastly you meet the pair of eyes eyeing you the whole eternity of the night and give him a sensual but teasing wink that had their breath hitching but the eyes held the potent promise to claim you at all costs...

Characters :

JJK : GOJO SATORU , GETO SUGURU , NANAMI KENTO , RYOMEN SUKUNA

KNY : RENGOKU KYOJURO, UZUI TENGEN, TOMOIKA GIYUU, SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI, TSUKIGUNI YORIICHI, KIBUTSUJI MUZAN

BL : MICHAEL KAISER, SHIDOU RYUSEI, ITOSHI RIN, ITOSHI SAE, BACHIRA MEGURU, OLIVER AIKU, YOICHI ISAGI,

TR : BONTEN : HAITANI RAN, HAITANI RINDOU, SANZU

**AGED UP** TOMAN : SANO MANJIRO, RYUUGUJI KEN, BAJI KEISUKE, MATSUNO CHIFUYU, HANAGAKI TAKEMICHI, HANEMIYA KAZUTORA, MITSUYA TAKASHI

**AGED UP** TENJIKU : KUROKAWA IZANA, HITTO KAKUCHO, HAITANI RINDOU, HAITANI RAN.

**AGED UP** BNHA : MIDORIYA IZUKU, BAKUGO KATSUKI, TODOROKI SHOTO, HANTA SERO, KIRISHIMA EIJIRO, KAMINARI DENKI, IIDA TENYA, AIZAWA SHOTA, YAGI TOSHINORI, DABI, SHIGARAKI TOMURA, TAKAMI KEIGO.

**AGED UP** HQ : KARASUNO, NEKOMA, AOBA JOHSAI, SHIRATORIZAWA, FUKURODANI, INARIZAKI.

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feralforfruit · 2 years

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The Garden {Part 2}

♡︎Go read the other parts from my masterlist♡︎

Warnings: gun/knife violence and mentions of blood.

Pairings: Ladybug, Lemon, Tangerine, and Yuichi x fem!reader.

You wake up to an alarm and you get up to walk into the next room where you do most of the Hivemind work. You grab your iced coffee from the mini fridge before you sit down at your setup. You turn on the huge PC that is decorated with photos of you and the boys on multiple screens. It lights up a bright yellow in the back which causes the room to follow suit in the hue. You put on your headset and get to work.

You knew the men would have arrived at their destination by then. You text the group chat to let them know you are up and ready to go. Ladybug texts a thumbs up as a signal to connect all your earpieces to be able to communicate through the mission. You turn the devices all on, “Hey boys! You guys got there alright?”

“We’re doing okay, BB. We are outside of the HQ right now,” said Ladybug.

“This shit looks like a goddamn fortress, darling. Gonna be a tough one, innit?” Tangerine says in disbelief.

“Just how you like them, Tang.” you smile to yourself, “First what you guys have to do is get to the back fence. There should be an opening big enough for you to fit yourselves and all the equipment without getting seen. You should use the trash bins when you enter to stash anything you might need to escape.”

“What if someone takes out the trash, though, what then?” Lemon asks.

“They won’t. They have very particular hours of taking out the trash and this shouldn’t take you up to 8pm now, should it?” you chuckle softly while looking at the daylight from your window.

“Let’s go. We should not waste time.” Yuichi mutters to them. “I want to get out of this as soon as possible.” He motions to his overall look. He has a much dapper look than usual to seem like he is a professional yakuza associate.

“Oh but I want pics of your sexy get-up before it gets potentially ruined. You didn’t let me see it before you left.” you pout.

He scoffs, “Hachi, don’t.” You giggle in response knowing you pushed him a bit.

“Alright, fellas. It’s showtime.” Ladybug says as all make their way toward the broken fence. They bend their bodies halfway to get through as you say, “You guys see a gray door straight ahead? It should have a helipad sign on it.”

“Yes, ma’am. Picking the lock now.” Ladybug manages to quickly get the door unlocked as Lemon and Tangerine stash the extra weapons as you advised.

Ladybug starts to zip up his jumpsuit, getting ready for action. “Now, BB, how did you manage to get the maintenance guy’s uniform? Did you order it?”

“Oh, lovebug, you underestimate me. We have had this plan for months and you thought I wouldn’t have the actual maintenance man taken care of. How did you think I knew his whole schedule and how the routine check-up works?” you say while taking a sip of your iced coffee.

“Wow, our Bumblebee has a stinger,” Lemon says. “Damn, right, handsome.” You smooch as he chuckles in response.

The boys make their way up to the third floor of the stairs and right before they open the door you say, “Wait, guys, remember this layout. The left side of the corridor is where Yuichi has to escort Ladybug to the computer. On the right side is where Lemon and Tangerine need to sneak through to get to the last door on the left where Kuro Akuji, the yakuza chairman, is currently setting up the deal with the subordinate family of his clan. They know that there are people trying to get this deal to cease its plans of kicking civilians out of their town just so they can expand their empire with a shiny, new money-grab casino. Even people in his own clan aren’t too happy about it so there are going to be guards roaming through that hall so try to be as quiet as possible. Be invisible, even.”

“Got it, poppet,” Tangerine says as clicks out his knife before opening the door and peeking out to make sure the coast is clear for them to split up. He nods and the pairs go their separate ways. Lemon and Tangerine walk a few feet before needing to turn a corner and take a glimpse of the hallway that is full of a bunch of huge men in suits having a chat outside the doors of the meeting. “Bollocks.” They say quietly at the same time. “BB, how much are we getting paid for this again?” Lemon asks in whispers.

“The informer offered 3 million for Akuji’s death along with everyone else in the room who is involved,” you say while reading out the terms on a tab of your encrypted emails.

Yuichi frowns while still walking through empty hallways with Ladybug. “Just to kill him? What has the computer got to do with it?” he asks.

“Oh that is a mystery mouse ka-tool that is going to help us later,” you smile to yourself. “Just stay focused and make sure you go to the black door at the end of the hallway that has a number 3 on it.”

He shakes his head and decides to not ask any more questions. Yuichi then finally spots the door you said and he looks at Ladybug before taking a sigh. He knocks three times before a tall man with bleached hair and a similar dark suit to Yuichi’s answers the door. He seems to have an intimidating ever-present frown that most large men in the yakuza always wear as a part of their uniform.

Ladybug stands there, awkwardly smiling and lifting his toolbox up as Yuichi is explaining their presence to the associate. The man lifts his eyebrow before opening the door giving them room for entry.

“Good boys. Now, Ladybug all you have to do is follow the steps I showed you the other day. Unscrew the computer’s casing and then remove all the parts so you can look like you’re replacing the PC’s fan. Snatch the original motherboard before replacing it with the extra one.” you explain before switching your attention, “Fruits, are you guys doing, alright?”

“Just fucking dandy, darling,” Tangerine says out of breath as he grunts while he slices the last huge guard in the hallway.

“Still need to get to the Diesel, luv, but we got this.” Lemon states before grabbing a sword that is laying on the floor beside a large suited body. Tangerine looks to his brother and says, “Time for a Tail Tack, innit?” Lemon pats his shoulder and responds excitedly, “Shit, bruv, we haven’t done that in ages!”

Tangerine kicks open the door to the meeting and the twins run in shooting and slicing in direction, back up against the other to keep from throwing shots at each other. Bodies hit the ground like coins out of a pocket and not a single one with a second to process taking out their weapons. The two men take a look towards the center of the room and blow a few more shots toward the most important person in the room.

Thankfully, all the commotion isn’t heard from the opposite side of the floor, where Ladybug is finishing his work of grabbing the motherboard. Yuichi asks the associates for a lighter trying to act casual while distracting them from the final pieces of Ladybug’s movements.

Ladybug finally closes up the computer case and then gathers his tools before standing up. Yuichi notices and then makes his way up towards the exit while bidding farewell to those in the room not trying to make eye contact with the large bleached-haired man as he opens the door. Ladybug follows close behind saying his best Japanese goodbyes. They both release a breath like they’ve been holding it the whole time there as they walk back towards the same place they exited.

They meet two blood-covered twins halfway with and stare at them with raised eyebrows. “You bastards act as if you didn’t expect this,” Tangerine says annoyed at their reaction before opening the door to the stairs aggressively.

“Are all my boys together and in one piece?” you smile feeling proud of how smooth your plan played out. “Yes, we are close to the exit,” Yuichi says.

“Oh my god, am I actually going to see Yuichi come back with that delicious suit?” you ask before biting your lip at the thought.

“Not before you hose down the fruits before letting them back inside The Garden.” Ladybug cringes at the thought of needing to get the inside of the car cleaned as they crawl out of the hole in the fence. “You try looking proper when you have to fucking blow some bellend's brains out for 3 million fucking dollars!” Tangerine states aggressively as he hops into the driver's seat making their quick escape in hopes no one follows them.

“I'm sure it isn't anything I haven't seen from them before. As long as my boys come back to me still breathing, I don’t care what I have to do. But I will make it my own personal mission to see sexy Yakuza Yuichi in front of me before I deal with the twins.” you chuckle as you keep track of the traffic cameras, making sure that no one is following their location.

The boys arrive safely and you get a notification of the deposit from the informer in The Garden’s bank account just a few minutes after confirming the mission’s completion. Ladybug hops out of the car still in his disguise, with the toolbox in his hand. He opens it and passes you the motherboard. Your smile wides as he hands it to you and you give him a quick peck on the cheek. Yuichi gets out of the car and you walk up to him as soon as you notice him. You took out your phone and take a photo immediately as you squeal like a fangirl.

“You look so fucking hot! I’m so sorry, but I am going to plan more jobs that require you to be in more sexy ass suits.” you run your hand down his tie, admiring the details.

Yuichi can’t help but chuckle lightly at all the attention you’re giving him despite his aversion to the idea. “I can’t say no to you, Hachi. You know that,” he says while stroking your hair softly.

“Thank you for looking this handsome so we could have the motherboard,” you say while looking up at him sweetly.

“Why is it so important, anyway?” Yuichi asks.

“It is important because this will give us access to all the intel that Kuro Akiji’s clan had on the area they claimed to be theirs. Secret houses, plans, or info on their members that his associates held in one computer to keep things running properly in the organization. We can be one step ahead of all the yakuza’s operations. Plus, it runs insanely fast and has a large amount of space for me to do the same in The Hivemind. They had the best computer modders in the city optimize it to perfection so it has all that and more for me to play with. So, basically, you guys have acquired one of the best systems that could only be found in the black market with the same price value as what we made from just killing Akuji. Neat, huh?” They look at you in astonishment as you explained.

“You, Bumblebee, are fucking brilliant,” Lemon says. “And you, my Lemon drop, need a fucking shower. And so do you, Tang. Come on, let's go to the backyard so I can hose you, cuties, down.” You snap twice and point for them to walk to the back gate with haste.

* .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

A/N: Sorry, it has been a minute since I felt the urge to get my ideas flowing! I was really needing a day to feel like I could give you guys this sweet little bit of their dynamic on the job and today was finally that. I had fun writing this one and even though it isn't really smutty or even remotely steamy, the thoughts of how they would work together made me smile. I hope you all feel the same way.

#bullet train #tangerine #tangerine fic #tangerine bullet train #yuichi bullet train #bullet train imagine #bullet train fic #ladybug fic #ladybug #ladybug bullet train #lemon bullet train #lemon fic #yuichi fic #yuichi kimura #lemon and tangerine #bullet train x reader #my writing #the garden

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lushloooser · 2 years

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the harley quinn show being on the precipice of being canceled in what feels like an absolute renaissance of harlivy content is going to be such a devastating blow

between season 3 and g. willow wilson’s poison ivy series, we’ve finally gotten a chance to see them written as a real relationship, not tokenized or sexualized in anyway, and it’s been so fucking wonderful to see after YEARs of undergoing countless depictions of both villains being written purely as sex sexy sex symbols FOR THE BOYS, eyyy look at these broads gammin’ on each other hereeee!!!

and i know it’s all due to the absolutely buckwild financial decisions of a corporate merger (they are absolutely self-immolating hbo max and it’s like the only ✨decent✨ streaming service) and it would be very reactionary of me to say it’s a homophobic decision, but queer content is always going first on the chopping block. investors aren’t queer, they’re all like 80 year old men and crypto-bros because we live in hell

so I’m deeply heartbroken (if it does get canceled). but i’m also deeply emboldened? Harlivy isn’t going anywhere as a ship?

i started out as a harlivy fanfic writer about a year ago, essentially with the goal of writing this glitzy gritty live action gotham city sirens show that somebody like me would absolutely never get full creative rights to do, and over that year, I’ve gotten so many kind comments from people who have actually felt represented for a change, and I’ve gotten to interact so many wonderful artists and other absolutely amazing fan-fiction writers who all bring their own unique twists to these characters while lovingly taking and improving on the absolutely LOADED history of the two characters

so, yeah, as a ship, it’s not going anywhere even if the show gets canceled.

like every ship, it’s something so many people find comfort in. they were a stepping stone in my old ass actually exploring my sexuality, which was huuge growing up in a place where anything other than cisgendered heterosexuality was shunned and shamed out of sight.

if there’s an artist or a writer who’s harlivy work speaks to you and they have a kofi or have commissions open, consider throwing some money their way. true queer solidarity comes from supporting each other. Corporations like DC, Warner Brothers, HBO, whatever, are always going to be an enemy. joker 2 coming to theaters near you in 20gofuckyourself.

hope this post ages poorly and the HQ cartoon gets renewed for a million seasons. not plugging my fanfic in this, I just wanted to ramble ❤️🖤💚🍃

#harley quinn #poison ivy #harley quinn x poison ivy #harlivy #harley quinn hbo #dc universe #pamela isley #dc comics #batman #gotham city sirens #hbo max #lgbtq #lesbian #bisexual #queer stuff #queer representation #if this happens I am super deleting hbo max #as soon as I finish the sopranos #also fully support them being sex sexy sex symbols for the girls and the theys

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spiralcass · 5 months

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NEW X-MEN: THE ANIMATED SERIES - SEASON 3, EPISODE 6

We open in the middle of the night at Frost International’s corporate HQ. Inside the dark halls, two uniformed and lightly armed guards are patrolling.

MINI MAX: “I’m just saying, I miss how things used to be.”

OUTLAW: “You LIKED dressing like a cyberpunk fascist and having your official job title be, “Henchman”?

MINI MAX: “No! But it beat having to tell people I’m a “Night Watchman”, and we used to get to carry those huge blasters, not non-lethal peashooters. I’ve been here 20 years, I know where all the skeletons are buried, I deserve a blaster!”

OUTLAW, begrudgingly: “I do miss the blasters.”

MINI MAX: “See? And “Henchwoman” was a pretty sexy title.”

OUTLAW: “What have I told you about calling me “sexy”?!”

MINI MAX: “That…you like it like every other woman?”

As Outlaw’s about to get pissed, the two hear something. She says they should go check that out, with Mini Max following her, but hoping it’s something; maybe it’ll prove they need their old weapons back.

The two arrive at the site of the noise, an executive office, but there’s no mess, or any sign of entry. Mini Max tells Outlaw to call this in. It may have just been the wind, but this could be another Mutant they’re dealing with. Outlaw agrees, and is about to call it in, before she sucker punches Mini Max, knocking him out with the butt of her gun.

Unseen from the front, Outlaw uncovers a secret vault in the office, punches in a code, and opens it. She takes out a folder, and shuts the vault.

Outlaw, folder not in hand, rubs her head in confusion, wondering what happened, and freaking out over their unconscious partner. They’re then hit by an electric shock, tazing them and knocking them out.

We see the folder being twirled around in the hand of a blue fingerless glove, as we hear the laughter of what sounds like a prepubescent boy.

Blue boots walk out of the building without setting off any alarms, jet boosters coming out of them, as the thief continues to laugh, flying off into the night

At the Jean Grey School, the school’s Gay/Straight Alliance is meeting. This club includes Mercury, Bling!, Anole, Specter, Pixie, Loa, Indra, Wolf Cub, the younger student Dryad, and two other younger students we haven’t seen before: a blonde boy covered in eyes, and a black boy with glasses.

The meeting is being run by Kitty, who’s dragged Iceman along, thinking it may be good for him, now that he’s embraced what he is, to hear what the kids have to say.

ICEMAN: “And why couldn’t we have just talked about this stuff?”

KITTY: “Cause I’m only here filling in for Karma. I’ve always liked girls…a girl…but I’ve never really vibed with, like, the queers.”

ICEMAN: “I’ve been gay for two minutes, but even I know that sounds bad. How are things going with “a girl” anyway?”

Kitty groans as she sinks into her chair.

KITTY: “Avoiding her. Magneto agreed to keep sending Magik on missions while I figure things out, and, unlike Scott and Emma, she actually listens to him.”

BOBBY: “Can’t dodge her forever.”

KITTY: “I can try!”

Specter, the club president, asks if anyone has something they want to talk about. Dryad knows this isn’t really the point of the club, but she wants to know if Pixie is really from Camelot.

PIXIE: “Sure am!” SPECTER: “And don’t worry. “The point” of the club is just to be a safe place.”

DRYAD: “Oh! Okay! So what’s it like? Are there unicorns? A beautiful queen?”

PIXIE, her cheerful smile not fading at all: “It’s a brutal dictatorship where everyone struggles to survive.”

DRYAD, face falling: “oh.”

Kitty and Bobby, all too familiar with this, share a laugh. As the younger kid with glasses asks with disbelief about Camelot being real, Bobby receives a telepathic message.

EMMA, telepathically: “Robert, a word?”

BOBBY: “In the middle of something. Can it wait?”

EMMA: “Not if you don’t want me to tell my brother about your self-revelation.”

BOBBY: “Oh, that is so not cool.”

EMMA: “Just come along. I require your assistance.”

Bobby sighs, begrudgingly telling her he’ll be right there.

KITTY: “Emma?”

BOBBY: “Yeah. How’d you know?” KITTY: “The faces you were making. They’re the same ones I make whenever I have to deal with her.” She pats him on the back. “Good luck, buddy!”

We cut to MIT, joining a dry physics lecture. Some students are taking notes diligently, while others have passed out. Among the latter group is a red-headed woman. At least until she gets a wakeup call.

MONET, telepathically: “Why are you even here, Theresa?”

Theresa groggily wakes up and sits up straight. She looks behind her and up a few rows, to see Monet doing something in her notebook.

THERESA: “Could ask you the same thing. I’m gettin valuable rest. You’re scribbling.”

MONET: “I am NOT scribbling.” She says this as we see her doodling smiling worms in a basket of apples. “And I don’t NEED to pay attention.”

THERESA, mockingly: “Oh yeah, Monet St. Croix is such a genius she doesn’t even need to study to be perfect.”

MONET, completely serious: “Yes. I’m glad you’ve finally realized this.”

Theresa sighs with annoyance as the class is let out.

Out in the hall, Monet and Theresa walk to their next destinations. Theresa asks if Monet is going to the Alpha Phi party that night.

MONET: “Why would I do that?”

THERESA: “I dunno. Bunch of snobby rich girls. Seems like your kinda people, and I figured the only two Mutants at this school could get some drinks together.”

MONET: “Even if I was going, I wouldn’t bring you. But by all means, try and get in on your own. Drunk bimbos who won’t get anything from this school but a future husband seem like YOUR people.”

THERESA, smiling with frustration: “It really hurts ye to be nice, doesn’t it?”

MONET: “No. I just prefer being honest.”

THERESA: “You must also love being alone then.”

Theresa walks away from an unphased Monet. Something else, however, is able to get a reaction out of her.

MONET: “What?!”

Monet approaches and pulls down a flyer promoting a lecture Roberto is giving at the school that night. The lecture is called: “Me, Myself, and I, featuring Roberto Da Costa: Building An Empire By Yourself”, and there’s a picture of him winking.

Monet, pissed, tears up the flyer.

On a highway in the middle of nowhere, Akihiro tears up the road on his motorcycle, bluetooth device in his ear.

AKIHIRO: “How are things going on your mission, my lady?”

SOFIA, sarcastically: “Awful. I just failed an English test.”

Akihiro laughs. And her friends?

SOFIA, laying on the beach: “Delighted to have me back. Confused that I’m dating your sister.”

We see Laura, uncomfortably happy, getting ice cream for them both at a nearby stand.

AKIHIRO: “You are wicked. If she knew the truth about you, she’d be honored.”

SOFIA, putting on a fake smile and switching to talking like her normal self as Laura brings her her ice cream: “She already is. Good luck with your mission.”

AKIHIRO: “I don’t need luck, my lady. I’ve been preparing for this my entire life.”

The music picks up and we see where he’s heading, as we momentarily cut to Logan drinking alone in a roadside bar.

In the Mission Room, Iceman arrives to find Emma and Cyclops waiting. What was so important? The Horsemen? Sinister? Dark Beast?

ICEMAN: “Oh god, please tell me it wasn’t Dark Beast.”

Scott tells him it, thankfully, isn’t anything too serious; there’s been enough of that lately. Emma fills him in on what’s happening: Over the last two weeks, her company has been robbed three times. Once from the corporate HQ, once from a domestic manufacturing facility, and once from an in-progress international shipment. In a normal month, her security is tight and competent enough to thwart any and all would-be thieves. Not only that, but at all three robberies, Mutant guards were present, and bested, and no sign that a thief was ever there was left behind. They don’t even remember anything.

EMMA: “And the strangest part? They haven’t stolen anything vital. Valuable, yes, but nothing irreplaceable or particularly damaging.”

Bobby gets from all that why she wouldn’t just take this to the cops, but is this really X-Men business? Emma counters that she can’t very well go after the ruffian mocking her with these robberies herself. That’s simply unprofessional. Cyclops volunteered, but she doesn’t want him working alone.

ICEMAN: “Alright, I guess I can help. Sounds like an inside job to me. Probably some disgruntled Mutant employee.”

EMMA: “Not possible. All of my employees are happy and well-compensated.”

ICEMAN: “You literally busted a strike three months ago.”

EMMA: “That is a slanderous description of what happened, and I will not stand for it.” Emma heads for the door. “Now, come along boys. The sooner we catch this annoyance, the sooner we can throw them in a hole.”

Bobby and Scott are left behind as she exits. Scott has a big grin on his face. Bobby is irritated.

SCOTT: “I love her.”

BOBBY: “And you’re why I don’t want a Frost into me.”

In a lecture hall at MIT, 23 year-old Roberto Da Costa is on stage sharing his life story with college students barely younger, or, in some cases, older than him. He’s clearly not taking this seriously, in full schemer mode as he walks around and speaks with a narcissistic swagger, and fluffing details of his past, such as saying he was the leader of the New Mutants, and that he was involved in his father’s business from a young age.

As Roberto goes on a brief tangent, speaking to the reasons he admired his father, and the reasons he needed to cut his own path, Monet enters, her sour sneer present. Roberto notices her almost immediately and quickly wiggles his fingers at her teasingly.

Monet, in a huff, tries to find a place to sit. She’s quietly called out to by a group of well-dressed black students, who mime an offer for her to sit with them, appearing friendly. There’s a mild but brief panic in Monet’s eyes as she turns away from them and finds a place to sit alone.

Roberto continues to speak about how, even among the enlightened minds sitting before him, there’s likely still a common thought: For all that he’s achieved, repeatedly helping to save the world, bringing back Da Costa International, to new heights even, and having hair most men can only dream of, wouldn’t he have been more successful if he wasn’t a Mutant?

ROBERTO: “But the truth is that I wouldn’t be nearly as successful if I wasn’t a Mutant. I may be a one-of-a-kind man, but I’m only the man I am because of my friends, my family, my community…” Roberto makes sure his eyes land on Monet. “My partners.” Monet rolls her eyes. “I am a Mutant and proud of it. And for any of you who are different or discriminated against in some way…” The screen behind Roberto displays footage of him at an outrageous and luxurious yacht party. “Make it your strength, and you can be as awesome as me!” The crowd applauds. Roberto whispers, “Well, almost as awesome.”

A short time later, as Roberto is taking off his makeup backstage, Monet approaches him from behind, and before he can get out two smarmy words, she tosses him against a wall.

MONET: “What the Hell are you doing here, Da Costa?”

In the bar, Logan asks the bartender if he has the time. The bartender asks him in turn if his phone is dead.

LOGAN: “Phone got eaten by the giants I was fighting before coming here.”

The bartender looks at him strangely, unsure if he’s making a joke.

On the street, we see a motorcycle racing down the road toward the bar.

Logan laughs, with the bartender awkwardly laughing with him.

LOGAN: “Yeah, I can never remember to keep that thing charged.”

BARTENDER: “Heh, I feel that.”

The motorcycle comes even closer.

BARTENDER: “You got anyone who can remind you? My wife’s always reminded me.”

LOGAN: “I look like the kinda guy with a wife?”

BARTENDER: “Don’t sell yourself short, guy.” Logan glares at him. “Err, sorry, I didn’t mean, um…”

The motorcycle has almost arrived.

LOGAN: “Don’t worry about it. Can I get a menu?”

BARTENDER: “Uhh, sure. Suddenly get hungry?”

LOGAN: “Something like that.”

The motorcycle parks out in front of the bar. Black boots step onto the ground.

LOGAN, looking at the menu: “Huh. Haven’t had python in a few decades.”

The door to the bar is opened and a bell rings, as sinister music plays…only for the music to turn triumphant as we pan up the person who’s just arrived. It isn’t Death; it’s Storm.

The bartender’s jaw drops at the sight of her, as he mumbles in confusion over what “a goddess like that” is doing here.

Storm comes right over to Logan, both happy to see one another, as she greets him and apologizes for being late. Logan reminds her he likes being alone.

STORM: “Please, Logan. None of us have believed that in years.”

She then kisses him on the lips before sitting down.

LOGAN, holding Ororo’s hand, the bartender frozen in shock: “Think we could get another menu?”

Jaw still on the floor, the bartender ever so slightly nods.

We cut to a port, where Cyclops and Iceman are on a Frost International freighter, with Scott explaining his plan to catch the thief. The thief has specifically been targeting specific locations at specific locations where Mutant guards were posted. Tonight, Emma has taken all her employed Mutant security off the schedule and put the two of them on it. Additionally, she’s anonymously leaked to New York’s criminal underworld what valuables are hidden on this shipment.

CYCLOPS, eating yogurt with a smile on his face: “From what we know about the thief, they won’t be able to resist the chance to show up two X-Men and steal them. And even if we aren’t prepared for their abilities, Emma’s just a mile away. Far enough to not be on the thief’s radar, but close enough to get a psychic lock on them.”

ICEMAN, casually using his powers to make an ice conveyor belt to help the deckhands move heavy cargo around: “Not a bad plan. You know you’ve been smiling a lot lately, right?”

CYCLOPS, yogurt in his mouth: “So?”

ICEMAN: “So, now that you’ve actually learned how to chill, the next time we get into some time travel nonsense and probably meet you and Emma’s daughter from a post-apocalyptic future, I want you to go tell your teen self to not ride my ass so much.”

CYCLOPS: “I dunno. I think you turned out pretty okay.”

ICEMAN, dusting off his hands as he finishes helping the crewmen: “I spent a year couch surfing and my entire life burying my trauma in denial of my real identity.”

CYCLOPS: “Yeah. So you’ve done about as well as the rest of us.”

ICEMAN, with a pained smile: “Jean’s gone and Warren’s dead. Only three of “us” left.”

Scott’s smile fades and he apologizes for them not really having talked about this or having found time to mourn. The two of them should call Hank and do something.

SCOTT: “Maybe Ororo even put in a good word so he won’t hate me.”

Bobby quietly laughs. Maybe.

Scott asks if there’s something else on his mind. Bobby opens his mouth to answer but chooses to just tell Scott it’s nothing. He’s just been thinking about some stuff is all. Scott knows not to push and accepts this.

A mile away in a restaurant, however, Emma taps her finger against her chin, listening in to their conversation and clearly wanting him to talk.

Back at MIT, Monet and Roberto walk through the halls of the building where Roberto was giving his speech, Roberto winking and blowing kisses at all the girls they pass by who are clearly into him.

Monet tells him she let him finish cleaning up like he requested. Now he needs to tell her why he’s here.

MONET, telepathically: “Aren’t our communications meant to be secret?”

BETO: “It would be a lot easier to keep them that way if your telepathy was strong enough for long distance.”

MONET: “YOU do not get to talk to me about power.”

Roberto faux-innocently raises his hands. He tells her he’s here because they need to discuss further investments. Da Costa International has grown fast - too fast. Without a massive influx of capital soon, it’s all going to fall apart.

ROBERTO: “Call me naive for not planning ahead for this, but it’s not as if I’ve done this before.”

He doesn’t expect another investment from Monet though. He just wants her to help him find new investors. Preferably ones with “certain ties” to their community.

MONET: “I thought that part of your plan was a poor joke.”

ROBERTO: “We’re preparing for desperate times. That means desperate measures.”

Monet sighs. She’ll see what she can do. Is that all?

Roberto cheerfully steps in front of Monet and tells her there’s actually one more thing they need to discuss.

MONET: “And what is that?”

ROBERTO, smirking flirtatiously: “Where I’m taking you for dinner tonight.”

Monet is surprised for a second, before smirking flirtatiously back at him. Roberto starts listing off possibilities, with Monet only chiming in to agree with how great each option sounds…only Roberto snaps back to reality to see he’s talking to himself, with people staring at him like he’s crazy.

ROBERTO, awkwardly scratching the back of his head: ‘Ha ha. I’m just…um…practicing method acting?”

Outside, Monet walks away from the building, smirking to herself.

MONET: “How is that for weak telepathy? Ha ha. Good one, Monet.”

At the bar, Logan and Ororo are sharing beers. Ororo has spent the last few weeks in England with Betsy, Rachel, and their family, wanting to look after Betsy in light of the years she and Warren had been together. Betsy insisted she was fine after the first couple days, but Storm stayed anyway. The others ended up dropping by too: Kurt, Pitor, Hank, Rogue and Remy. Lots of drinking, lots of stories, lots of laughs and tears. There was even a half-serious betting pool on how long it would take for Warren to come back. It was nice. Logan should have joined them.

Logan admits that does sound pretty good, but he’s been working. Slim’s been having him work on trying to track down the monsters responsible for this. He’s got Madrox and his team working on this too, but so far they haven’t gotten anywhere.

Logan also admits that he can’t help but wonder how things would be if the two of them had been runnings things like old times. From the start. Genosha and the Morlocks could maybe have been saved, the Horseman could have already been stopped…he still trusts Cyclops, against his better judgment, but…

ORORO: “But there is a reason I once ousted him.”

Logan nods and drinks. Plus, he’s done a good job with Laura, but things outside her control have messed her up more than ever. He should be there for her. Ororo doesn’t think he needs to worry there, for now at least. Kitty has been sending her pictures and giving her updates as always, and she seems very happy with her new girlfriend.

LOGAN: *Growls in protective dad* “Something about this whole Wind Dancer story doesn’t smell right.”

ORORO: “Her story is no more strange, nor a miracle, than my own. The truth will be revealed in time. For now, be happy for Laura. Sofia is a good girl - an X-Man. And she’s wanted this for a long time.”

Logan just growls again. Ororo, giggling, wraps her hand around Logan. Logan puts his beer down and takes her hand in his.

LOGAN: “You’ve been taking care of everyone else, like always. You remembering to take care of yourself?”

Ororo nods. As we see flashes of their dead bodies, Ororo speaks about how she cannot sleep without seeing the Morlocks. She was the leader of the most vulnerable Mutants, the ones most in need of protection, and she failed them. Not even by those who hate and fear mutants, but by the cruelest among them, who they are right to fear.

STORM: “Were the storms still mine to command, I would find Exodus myself and make him suffer a thousand fold for each and every death.”

LOGAN: “As if you need your powers to kick that bub’s ass.” Ororo dons a flattered smile as Logan looks as her lovingly. “You can take him, Magneto’s gonna want Pestillence, and I’ll take the head of whoever’s running this sick show now.”

Logan spins around, stands up, and catches a knife that was about to go through his head. Ororo also leaps to her feet, drawing her new weapons, Callisto’s knives, as the scared bartender hides behind the bar.

Akihiro, dressed like the other bar patrons, with a cowboy hat concealing his eyes, stands up from the table he’s been sitting at in the background this whole time.

AKIHIRO: “That…is something I will never allow to happen.”

Akihiro dramatically tosses his cowboy hat aside as he turns blue.

LOGAN, sneering: “Unless Apocalypse recruited more than one Japanese man with a bad haircut, I’m guessing you’re Death.”

AKIHIRO, grinning: “If you know that about me, then you know who else I am.”

LOGAN: “I know you say you’re my kid.” Logan drops the knife and pulls out his claws. “And I don’t care.”

AKIHIRO: “I wouldn’t have expected anything else.”

Akihiro pulls out his own claws as the two men stare each other down. This goes on until they, plus Ororo, rush toward each other.

At night on the freighter, Scott is eating dinner with the deckhands. They’d like to hear some X-Men stories, or maybe some embarrassing things about Ms. Frost, but he’s only interested in eagerly talking their ears off about the connections between the histories of nautical and aeronautical development.

DECKHAND #1, whispering as Scott rambles: “I’m so bored.”

DECKHAND #2: “We all are, but I’m not gonna be the idiot to disrespect the boss’s man. Just smile and nod.”

Outside, Iceman stands on a pillar of ice on the ocean.

EMMA, telepathically: “Robert?”

BOBBY, annoyed: “In the middle of keeping an eye out for YOUR thief.”

EMMA, seated in a theater: “Then I’ll keep this brief. What’s troubling you?”

Bobby, over-aggressively, insists there’s nothing wrong with him, but Emma reminds him of the obvious that he shouldn’t be lying to a telepath. Ever since his battle with Exodus, being around his mind has put butterflies in her stomach.

Bobby aggressively brings up that “maybe” it has something to do with his best friend and the Morlocks being killed, but Emma counters that they’ve *all* been dealing with those losses; this is something else. Iceman mutters in frustration that he knows she won’t let this go. He explains he’s been thinking about his new identity, even reading about it.

EMMA: “You? Reading?”

BOBBY: “I did go to college, Emma.”

EMMA: “So do liberal arts majors. Continue.”

Iceman brings up how he was just at the school’s SGA, but, like, why do they need one of those? Why does a school dedicated to protecting a minority need a “safe space” for its minority members? Why don’t they feel safe with everyone else?

ICEMAN: “We’re all Mutants. We should all share the same fights. But we don’t.”

Emma acknowledges she’s no expert in this regard either, and only went along with the club’s formation because Karma and Northstar wanted to start it, but if he wants to do more research and suggest changes they can implement to make their queer students feel more safe, the headmasters would of course be happy to listen to him. Bobby thanks her, but doesn’t seem too pleased with that response. He doesn’t think that’s enough.

Before the conversation continues, Iceman is called out to by a gravely voice.

Iceman turns around and sees a big, bald, stereotypical tough guy having flown up to him on jet boots. He smirks confidently.

ICEMAN: “Emma, I think I’ve got our thief.”

EMMA: “I see him, but I can’t get in his mind. I also can’t imagine my security being bested so easily by this neanderthal. Watch yourself.”

Bobby laughs that off. He beat Exodus, and he’s been asking Erik to spar with him. This guy’s gonna regret approaching him like this.

We cut back to the inside of the ship, where the deckhands all laugh at a dad pun from Scott. One of the deckhands from before says to his friend that they deserve extra pay for keeping this guy happy, before he, Cyclops, and the others, are all frozen. Once again, we hear pre-pubescent laughter.

Shortly later, Iceman wakes up on the floor, seeing the others having been frozen, and confused by what happened.

EMMA, standing up and heading out of the theater, frustrated: “You lost, Robert. And I don’t have the faintest idea how…but I will.”

On the quad at MIT at sunset, Monet quickly paces as she speaks on the phone, agreeing to certain things and telling the person she’s speaking to “No” about other matters. Monet eventually smiles as she tells the person she’s speaking to that that should cover everything; she looks forward to working with them.

As she smugly hangs up, Theresa comes racing up to her from behind, calling out her name, and asking her to wait up.

MONET: “You can fly, Siryn.”

THERESA: “Yes, but I try not to here. What are you in such a rush for? Not like you have anywhere to be.”

MONET: “I’m Monet St. Croix. I don’t do anything slow. What do you want?”

Theresa asks Monet if she’s going to the party. Monet asks her if she hit her head or if there just isn’t much in it; they already had this conversation.

THERESA, ready to rip Monet’s head off if she could: “Not the Alpha Phi party. Sunspot’s party!”

Monet’s eye twitches.

MONET: “His what?”

Theresa explains that Beto booked out a trendy new club near campus and all the students are invited. He had her send out a blast on the school’s socials, but she knows Monet isn’t on any of those. He’s plugging it as a mixer where soon-to-be-grads can speak to him directly about job opportunities.

Monet is more than a little peeved by him pulling a stunt like this when they’re supposedly in need of money but hides her contempt behind a stoic facade. She has two questions for Theresa: Why is she helping Beto, and why is she talking to her?

SIRYN: “Don’t you know? Sunspot and I go way back. X-Force back. And I’m talking to you…” Siryn leans forward and whispers into M’s here. “Because he wants his partner helping him spot potential.”

Monet’s eyes widen as Theresa steps back, smirking.

MONET, mouth slightly opened, telepathically: “You work for him.”

THERESA: “Technically, I work for both of you. Now come on! Let’s go get changed. Maybe you’ll be forced to make a friend.”

Theresa walks off. Monet seems angry, but once Theresa is out of sight, her expression turns somber.

At the bar, as the bartender and a few patrons cower in fear, Logan and Storm fight Death. Unlike Laura, both X-Men are more than capable of keeping up with the Horseman, the two fighting in perfect unison, Logan blocking all of Akihiro’s strikes, even if that means using his body as a shield so that Storm can slash him with her knives and, eventually, kick him back into a table.

Akihiro laughs. Guess he can’t play around with his food too much this time. He retracts his claws and coughs the Muramasa blade up, the sword flying out of his mouth as he catches the handle in his hand. As he does this, both his and Logan’s wounds heal. Logan flinches at the sight of Death’s healing factor.

AKIHIRO: “Ready to believe me…Father?”

With Logan uncertain of what’s going on, Storm makes the next move before Death can. Faced off against his large blade with only knives, Storm moves with the grace of a dancer as she parries and dodges, seeking an opening.

AKIHIRO: “Lady Akabba would be more than happy to return your weapon if you’d only kneel before her.”

STORM: “I kneel to no one.”

Storm manages to stab Akihiro in the heart. Logan jumps back in by feinting a punch, before kicking up a barstool and smacking Akihiro across the face with it. While Aki is hurt and falls over, he is able to slash Logan across the chest in retaliation.

Logan bends over from the pain as blood gushes out. Aki snickers.

AKIHIRO: “My sword, Muramasa, is no ordinary blade. If I so will it, it can kill anything. Even your Mutation cannot save you from it.” Storm comes to Logan’s side to check on him, as it becomes clear their current strategy isn’t getting them anywhere. “You know I get Sister not being interested in me. But do you really not care?” He sneers. “I suppose you care as little about me as you did about Itsu.”

The mention of that name appears to hurt Logan more than the gaping wound in him. Storm is just confused. Who is Itsu?

AKIHIRO: “Of course he wouldn’t mention her.” Aki stabs Muramasa in the floor and leans on it. “Maybe after you hear my story, goddess, you’ll realize you’re not standing among heroes.”

Logan and Storm brace for whatever he’s about to say.

In Emma’s car, she, Scott, and Bobby sit together in the back, embarrassed over their humiliating failure. Scott is being forced to sit away from the others because he’s still getting warmed up after being put on ice, and he’s sneezing frequently; Emma loves him, but not enough to tolerate sitting next to that.

All three X-Men are confused. Bobby has no memory of what happened, all Scott saw was Iceman freezing him, and for Emma, one second she was clearly in Bobby’s mind, the next it was all fuzzy.

ICEMAN: “I’m not saying I WANT a Horseman behind this, but it’d make it a lot less embarrassing than some two-bit thief.”

Emma thinks that while they shouldn’t be assuming anything like that, they were clearly overconfident. They won’t fall prey to that trap again.

EMMA: “Which I why the next move is to make ourselves the predators.”

She wasn’t able to get a mental lock on the thief they encountered, or see into their mind, initially, but she was able to once Iceman attacked Cyclops, and that was just a powerless human. While that may scream possession, if this was someone with abilities similar to Malice, but without the restriction of needing to be accepted in, the thief could have gone straight for her.

To dig further, she’s, as gently as possible, cut his mind open with a scalpel to look for any mental residue of what was done to him. And it wasn’t much, but she got something. Just the slightest taste of the mind behind all of this. And from that, although she can’t pinpoint the exact person, she has their location Right now, they’re seemingly back home at a cheap apartment complex in Astoria.

EMMA: “No doubt yucking it up at our expense while trying to find a buyer.”

And only one person there has psychic defenses. So, that’s where they’re going now.

SCOTT, sneezing: “If they’re just poor and desperate, maybe there’s a better way to handle this than a fight. You said yourself they’ve been deliberately stealing non-critical targets, and they’re probably a Mutant.”

EMMA: “It’s about the disrespect. This thief has a bone to pick with me, and I intend to find out why, and punish them appropriately. In any case, in your condition, I wasn’t going to ask you to work anyway.”

BOBBY: “No, you save that for the unions.”

EMMA, more offended than she lets on: “Listen you.”

Bobby laughs and tells them both not to worry. Get him to the apartment, point him to whoever’s got defenses, and he’ll decide if this is a mess to be cleaned up or if there’s a bad guy to beat. Emma and Scott both conceed this is fine.

We cut to a club in Cambridge, where a loud party is raging with hundreds of attendees. Roberto is DJing, wearing exceptionally douchy sunglasses indoors, with multiple girls hanging off him.

Monet and Theresa enter, both dressed to party, but while Theresa is excited by the turnout, and ready to have some fun since her work here is done, Monet is immediately uncomfortable. She moves forward slowly and hesitantly, with small steps and her arms held close to her body, as the lights, music, and people all bother her, something her face struggles to hide.

Monet, struggling to find a place on the dance floor where she isn’t being bumped into, just flies over to a wall.

MONET, telepathically: “I am never helping you again.”

ROBERTO, telepathically: “What? Don’t like the party? Or is this about Siryn? It’s not like I planted her. She just happened to be where I needed her.”

MONET: “Do not play. Why are you messing with me?”

ROBERTO: “I’m not messing with you. But I do like playing.”

We cut to Roberto, making out with one of the girls from before.

ROBERTO: “Hate me all you want, but don’t punish the baby. Now help me find candidates. I’m very busy with a particularly promising one as is.”

Monet rolls her eyes and forces herself back into the crowd with the riff raff. Roberto meanwhile asks the girl he’s making out with for her name.

With flashback visuals shown, Akihiro tells Storm and Logan his story. As a baby, he was left on the doorstep of a kind couple, one who couldn’t have kids of their own, in a small village in Japan. Growing up, he didn’t know who his parents were, his adoptive parents were the only ones he needed, but he did curse whichever one of them was a foreigner. The clear mixed nature of his birth made him an outcast, disregarded by the adults, and tormented constantly by his peers.

AKIHIRO: “Daken, they’d call me.”

He was insulted. He was beaten. His only comfort was that his parents loved him. But he didn’t even truly have that.

AKIHIRO: “I have more weapons than just those I inherited from you, Father.” Logan and Storm gasp as they turn their claws and knives on each other, slightly cutting each other’s necks. “Pheremones. They can make you do crazy things. They make you putty in my hand. And no mental defenses can help you.”

Unfortunately, as a child, he didn’t have control over this power. And, as he overheard one night, his father had put together that he and his mother only loved him when he was around.

AKIHIRO: “I believe I handled the situation from there well. I killed my father, was banished from the village that hated me so, and when my mother chased after me to assure me she loved me, I killed her too. Not too poor emotional maturity for a nine year old.”

Logan and Storm try to open their mouths to say something, but all they can do under Akihiro’s pheremones is grit their teeth, pant, and wait.

Aki explains that he wandered for a bit after that. He’d found his claws when he killed his mother, and it didn’t take too much longer to figure out the pheremones, at least the basics, and with him being the unacceptable mongrel he was, it only made sense to use these weapons to keep killing. He took assasination work where he could find it, training on his own to better use his weapons, and at age 12, he was recruited by The Hand.

AKIHIRO: “That didn’t last too long though. After only a few months, I was “Purchased”. By a man named Romulus.”

Logan tries to scream, but he still can’t open his mouth. Akihiro laughs. Yes, they do know each other, don’t they?

AKIHIRO: “Ogun too, right? He wasn’t around all that often, but he did help Romulus forge this…soulful blade.”

Logan is able to start shaking his body just a little in rage.

Romulus…was a bastard. He never knew much about him, other than he was powerful enough that the world’s deadliest assassins feared his name, and he rarely spoke to him. Romulus spoke to HIM plenty though. Reminding him what a monster he was as he trained him day and night. Akihiro had thought he’d become strong, even among the Hand, he’d trained and worked alongside elites, but Romulus put him in his place. He beat him, not fought him, and when he got up, Romulus would beat him back down.

AKIHIRO: “An endless, vicious cycle of suffering. One I was welcome to leave at any time. But one thing drove me to stay: the truth. The truth that you, Father, had killed my mother and abandoned me.”

LOGAN: “That’s not!--”

Is all Logan is able to get out against the effects of the pheremones. Akihiro tells him to spare him; he won’t fall for his lies. Not when he has another, far wiser, source.

We cut to a spacious, two-bedroom apartment. It isn’t a great place, but it’s been refurbished, and has clearly been decorated by a kid, with big, bright colors, video game and anime merch all over the place, and a big sound system. There’s also assorted, partially-dismantled weapons and tech all over the place.

The sound of a first person shooter being played is heard as we pan across the apartment. Finally, we see the thief, an average sized, brown-haired 14 year-old, seated on the couch playing video games in an oversized Dazzler nightshirt, eating chips. Notably for comic fans, they DON’T look like anyone from the comics. They call out for “Morgan” to come back them up. They’re getting killed out here!

“You have been antagonizing a former supervillain, so you really should be prepared for that.”

“Huh?!”

Condensation on the thief’s mountain dew bottle leaps off the surface and forms into Iceman, who immediately freezes them up to their head.

ICEMAN: “Soooo, you’re a kid. I lost to a kid. Surge and Hellion are gonna love that one. How about you cut me a break and make this easy by telling me what’s going on.”

The thief’s face cycles through various expressions of fear and excitement, until they sneer.

THIEF: “Dude…I think you just broke my stuff..”

In a flash, the thief and Bobby switch places. Bobby, in his human form, is trapped in a block of ice and put in a daze. The thief meanwhile stands where Iceman was just a moment ago, now in their own ice form.

THIEF: “Oh, this is SO cool! Pun DEFINITELY intended!”

The thief hums that if Iceman is here, then Cyclops and Emma Frost are probably close by too.

THIEF: “I should go say hi.” The thief enthusiastically conjures some snowballs and pelts Bobby in the face with them. “After I have some fun.”

The thief heads out the window, thinking they should go show these powers to Morgan and let him know they’re okay, since that jerk broke their phone and headset.

THIEF: “What kinda superhero doesn’t respect someone’s personal property?”

They make an icebridge in midair, having fun riding it around like a slip and slide as they build more and more of it. They make a note to themselves that this would make a great VR game.

The fun doesn’t last too long, however, as they’re blasted out of the sky by Cyclops’ optic beams, falling and being caught by Emma, via telekinesis. They’re dragged over through the air to Emma and a wrapped up Scott, panicking that “I’m not ready yet!”.

EMMA: “No.”

Sensing that the kid is about to use their powers again, now right in front of them, Emma is able to hit their mind with a blunt force she doesn’t usually like using to stop them from using their powers.

THIEF: “Ugggh. I don’t feel so good.”

Emma tells the thief she doesn’t like hurting children, but this one clearly sees her as an enemy.

EMMA: “You have been an irritating thorn in my side for long enough, but that ends tonight. I do not care if your parent is a disgruntled former employee of mine, if you're Shaw’s method of exacting mild revenge, or if you’re just a thrillseeker who wrongfully believed I made an easy target. I just want to know who you are before I decide what consequences await you.”

The thief’s face is filled with terror, but only for a moment, before the brightest smile and widest eyes take its place.

THIEF: “I…am your biggest fan.”

SCOTT & EMMA: “HUH?!”

Back at the party, Roberto has taken to the dance floor and is showing off to the students, moving with the grace of a ballerina. Some of the kids are into it and the kind of “cool boss” they want, while others find him cringe and are just playing along.

As he gets off the dance floor, he’s approached by Theresa who asks him where that came from.

ROBERTO: “Three years of Ms. Hunter’s ballet classes paid off.”

THERESA: “Who?”

ROBERTO: “Before your time.”

The two grunt twice, puffing out their chests, make X’s with their arms and shout, “X-FORCE!”

The two laugh over their old chant.

THERESA: “Why DID Cable have us doing that? And where even is the old guy these days?”

ROBERTO: ‘Both very good questions that I do not have answers to.”

As Roberto grabs a drink, he thanks Theresa for her help tonight. Theresa tells him not to mention it. If it were anyone else, she’d feel a little bad about messing with someone like this, but also…it’s Monet.

THERESA: “What’s all this about anyway?”

Roberto just flashes a smile. Theresa, annoyed, just nods and accepts that one.

THERESA: “I’m taking your word for it that you’re still one of the good guys. Please don’t let me down.”

ROBERTO, taking her hands: “Theresa Cassaday, I promise that I am just as much a hero as ever.”

Theresa seems won over, saying she knows. Now, why doesn’t he try teaching her to dance like him?

ROBERTO: “Sure thing. But don’t blame me if you end up looking more like Sam.”

We flashback to the past for the conclusion to Akihiro’s story, where an 18 year-old Aki is sparring Romulus, on the bookfoot, but after six years of training, managing to hold his own against the ancient master. At least until Romulus runs him through with a sword and breaks his neck.

ROMULUS: “Tt. Look at you. All that passion. All that natural potential. And still…just…Daken.”

Akihiro snaps his neck back into place and demands that he not be called that. Romulus responds by questioning why he’d prefer the name given to him by parents who hated him. Daken is who he is. Daken is what he is.

ROMULUS: “But perhaps that’s why you’re still not ready to face Logan.”

Akihiro gets up, claws out, and moves in to strike Romulus. Romulus is prepared to counter, when a wave of energy crashes through the house they’re in, annhilating Romulus, while avoiding Akihiro.

Akihiro stands stunned in silence at the death of the only man he’s known for a third of his life. Through the smoke, enters Apocalypse. Aki stands ready to fight, but he’s also smart enough to still be clearly afraid of the guy who just did THAT.

AKIHIRO: “Who are you? Why did you kill my master?!”

Apocalypse says nothing as he slowly marches toward him. Aki tries using his pheremones, but they have no effect on the modified External. Eventually, Apocalypse reaches him.

APOCALYPSE: “Because, son of Wolverine, you deserve better.”

Akihiro is confused as Apocalypse puts a hand on his shoulder. Apocalypse tells him who he is, and what he seeks. He then tells him that there are more Mutants walking the Earth today than there have been in thousands of years. It should be the duty of the few elders to properly nurture and educate the strong among the youthful masses. And yet, be it pacifist fools like Charles Xavier, or thuggish brutes like Romulus, each and every one is a failure.

APOCALYPSE: “You seek strength. You require guidance. In exchange for your loyalty, I can grant you both. When we are done, you will have the power to end your father’s life. And the world will be ours.”

A nervous Akihiro tells Apocalypse he has no idea what he’s talking about, but strong as he is, Romulus was right about him. Everyone in his life has been right. Apocalypse should look elsewhere.

Apocalypse laughs. He still values the opinions of humans? Of the dead? He still stands, he still lives, he is strong. Apocalypse does not make mistakes.

APOCALYPSE: “You are not Daken. But you can be something new.”

AKIHIRO: “And what’s that?”

APOCALYPSE, grinning: “What you are the best at.”

After another moment of trepidation, Akihiro smirks and shakes Apocalypse’s hand.

In the present, Akihiro somberly laments his life. Abandoned, betrayed, sold, tortured. Only to finally be given a home. A place where he was safe, and happy, and made stronger than ever. They may not recognize him as family anymore than Logan, but in all the ways that matter, he finally had a true father. And a true sister.

Akihiro cackles, perking back up to his normal self. He just LOVES the shock and pain in Logan’s eyes right now, as if he’s even capable of guilt. Or maybe he is! Still far, far too late.

AKIHIRO: “The only thing I still want to know is why. Why did you kill my mother?”

LOGAN, his jaw free to speak: “I’m sorry.” Akihiro scoffs. “No, not for killing her. Because I can tell you wouldn’t believe me if I told you I didn’t.”

Akihiro growls and rushes to decapitate Logan with Muramasa, the blade shining, but he’s shocked as Logan catches the blade in his claws.

AKIHIRO: “What?!”

LOGAN: “Every cell in our bodies can regenerate. I’m guessing neither of the bubs who raised you taught you to do it on command. And they’re regenerating faster than the pheremones can reach them.”

Logan sends Akihiro flying with a right-hook. WIth him knocked to the floor and distracted, Storm is able to regain control of herself as well.

STORM, impressed: “When did YOU learn how to do that?”

LOGAN: “I’ll introduce you to the guy that taught me if you can put up with lots of bad jokes.”

The two don’t have any longer to talk, as one of the bar patrons runs up to them as is nearly killed by their claws and knives. The two are able to avoid him, but the bartender and all the other patrons have stood up, and are ready to try the same thing.

Akihiro, controlling them all, says this isn’t over yet.

Back in New York, a confused Emma asks the thief to elaborate.

The thief laughs nervously. They can't believe this is really happening. Just one sec!

In another flash, Bobby appears in front of Scott and Emma, the thief gone. He's disoriented and a little woozy.

A moment later, the thief comes flying out of the apartment on jet boots, landing in front of the three X-Men.

THIEF: “Okay, so, my name is Escapade. Aaand, I have looked up to you for so long. I'm a Mutant, obviously, but I'm also a thief. A pretty dang good one for a kid, I'd say. And I thought, since you used to be a supervillain, and I'm kinda a supervillain, I could impress you by stealing from you. You know, showing that I'm better than everyone you employ…and two of the coolest X-Men, apparently! Like, I totally owned them both!” Escapade cringes. “Did it work?”

Emma takes a moment to respond as she sneers.

EMMA: “Leaving aside the numerous questions we still have, while I can commend your taste, your actions reek of arrogance, desperation, and a lack of foresight. I'm afraid, young man, that I still have no choice but to–”

ESCAPADE: “Young lady.”

EMMA: “Hmm?”

ESCAPADE: “You said “young man.” My real name is Shela Sexton. I'm a girl.”

The gears turn in Emma’s mind and her eyes light up, as a grin spreads across her face.

EMMA, with a complete change in tone: “Well, I suppose I can hardly fault an ambitious young woman for being a little rash, especially one with the talent you've shown.”

BOBBY: “Is she serious right now?”

SCOTT, smiling knowingly: “Oh yeah.”

SHELA: “ohmygodEmmaFrostcalledmetalented.”

EMMA: “Very. Now, why don't we take this conversation somewhere a bit nicer so we can learn all about you and your abilities, Escapade?”

SHELA: “Yes! Yes, of course!”

BOBBY: “I don't get it. Does she hate men that much, or does she just really support women?”

SCOTT, holding back laughter: “Keep guessing.”

Emma reaches out a hand to Shela. Shela, excited but nervous, takes it, as they all get into Emma’s car.

Back at the party, Monet takes in everyone laughing and drinking and having fun, and anxiously tries to decide who she should approach - and how.

Monet turns around and finds one of the young men who’d tried getting her to sit with his friends earlier in the day. He tells her she isn’t an easy person to talk to. Not on social media, almost never going to campus events, always running back to her room after class.

GUY: “Why hide such a pretty face?”

Monet weakens and softens a little, clearly attracted,

MONET: “I…don’t.”

GUY: “Huh?”

MONET, shaking her head: “Never mind.”

The guy takes the awkwardness in stride, and asks her if she’d like to come hang out with him and his friends. They’ve heard the stories, and they want to know how many of them are true.

MONET: “If they’re tales of my successes, they’re true. If no, I assure you they’re falsehoods.”

The guy laughs loving that confidence. Monet seems to get a little more confident, as she says she’d love to join them. She’s actually working for Roberto and is helping him scout new employees - is that something they’d be interested in?

The guy remains polite, but is a little offput. They’re really just here for the drinks and to have a good time, not the job opportunities. He’s actually planning on starting his own startup next year. Get around having to work for guys like Da Costa. Monet asks him what he means, with the guy quick to list off the many crimes and scandals of Emmanuel Da Costa.

Monet raises an eyebrow, and says that while Roberto is a pompous, arrogant, disrespectful idiot with delusions of grandeur, he isn’t his father. The guy tells her she doesn’t need to defend her boss, there’s not judgement here for taking the job. These people are the same.

MONET: “These people?”

GUY: “You know what I’m talking about.”

MONET: “It sounds like you’re talking about me.”

GUY: “I didn’t mean it that–”

MONET: “I’m sorry that I don’t drink, because I would love to throw one in your face right now. I’ll just have to settle for this.”

Monet’s eyes glow red, and she makes the guy telepathically imagine he’s having a drink thrown in his face.

Monet stomps off, muttering to herself how this happens, “every time”, and approaches the bar.

MONET: “You. Do you have any apples? I need something to crunch on.”

BARTENDER, surprised: “Actually, yes. We don’t usually, but a whole bag of them was left in the kitchen and we–”

MONET, intensely: “Get me one.”

The bartender holds his hands up defensively, and walks off to the kitchen. Monet taps her foot as she sets her eyes on a group of bombshell Alpha Phi girls, sitting together and skipping their own party in favor of this one. After getting her apple and taking a bite, she braces herself, and forces herself to don an awkward smile, Monet walks up to them.

Monet, doing her best attempt at what she thinks sorority girls talk like, gives a weak, fake compliment of their near identical blonde, straight hair, and informs them that she’s been asked to help Mr. Da Costa pick out applicants, already working for him.

MONET: “Would any of you…bitches?...be interested?”

There’s an awkward pause, before the sorority girls all start laughing.

SORORITY: “We are definitely interested, but, like…who are you?”

Monet introduces herself, giving her full name, and tries to continue pitching, only to be cut off by the girls as they all start mimicking her accent, incorrectly pronouncing her last name, and trying to guess how it’s spelled.

Monet clenches her fist in frustration at this, as teeny, tiny red spikes come out of her hand. Taking a breath, and forcing herself to keep smiling, she retracts the spikes, as the girls apologize for interrupting and ask her to continue.

MONET: “Actually…I believe I’ve seen enough.”

Monet stomps off, once again, but the spikes start coming back out as frustration and stress overwhelm Monet. Seething, she superspeeds over to Roberto, who’s in the middle of teaching Theresa to dance, and shoves him to the floor. She’s done here. And with him.

Monet superspeeds off, tears in her eyes, as Roberto gets up and apologizes to Theresa; he’s going to have to cut this party short.

Back at the bar, Logan and Death fight one-on-one. Despite Akihiro weilding the Muramasa blade, and Logan already being severely injured, Logan still has the upper hand.

Meanwhile, Storm is attacked by the pheromone-controlled bartender and patrons, all of whom chant, “Kill Me”, with Ororo forced to fight defensively to avoid hurting, or killing, any of them.

Akihiro gives a brief monologue, echoing Apocalypse’s words to him, about who the real Mutants trying to save the world are. Because it isn’t the X-Men. Who are they? The weak, the compromising, the unfaithful, the unholy, the manipulated children, and those who stand atop humanity’s own institutions, infected by their corruption. Only Lady Akabba understands what is best for their people!

STORM, knocking out a man as painlessly as she can: “I said I do not kneel. Did I stutter?”

Logan tells Akihiro that he isn’t going to explain himself; just from what Aki’s said, he can see, he can feel, how poisoned his mind has been.

LOGAN: “What I can do is say I’m sorry for letting this happen. And promise you I’ll get you out of this.”

Logan talking down to him only pushes Akihiro over the edge, screaming and swinging at him wildly. Storm, in the process of dodging broken beer bottles, bar stools, and a pool cue, wants to jump in, but Logan tells her there’s no need.

AKIHIRO, attacking: “No need? No need?! How dare you! I am Death! Hand elite! Apprentice of Romulus! Horseman of Apocalypse!”

Logan catches Akihiro’s sword in his hand, even as it slices it wide open.

LOGAN, to a shocked Death: “Yeah, I’ve been trained by some of those guys too.” Logan hits Akihiro across the face with a right hook, sending him flying back into a wall. He slumps over on the floor. “And I’m a lot older than you.”

The brainwashed men all fall over unconscious, as Storm catches her breath and approaches Logan.

STORM: “Not a terrible workout. How much of what he said was true?”

LOGAN: “Enough. He is mine.”

Akihiro pants, struggling to pick himself back up.

AKIHIRO: “No…not…YOURS!”

Akihiro’s eyes glow and, in an instant, Logan is reduced to a pile of dust. Storm freaks out, launching her knives at Death, but he knocks them aside with his sword.

AKIHIRO, with venom: “Don’t worry. He’s still alive. He can heal from that. I have.” He points Muramasa at Storm. “When he wakes up, tell him I’ll be waiting for a rematch.”

Storm cannot do anything but glare as Akihiro runs off, and the dust slowly starts clumping together.

We cut to a fancy restaurant, where Emma, Scott, Bobby, and Shela are all seated, dressed appropriately. Shela bounces in her seat with excitement, fawning over the dress Emma got for her.

SHELA, nervously shrinking as she notices people looking at her: “I think people are staring.”

EMMA: “Darling, you’re with me; of course they’re staring.”

Shela giggles.

The teachers prompt Shela to tell them her story while they look over the menu, which Shela agrees to do. Shela explains how she was a pretty normal kid growing up, and then when she was 5, she turned out to be a Mutant. It took her a few years to understand what her powers actually were though. She can “Swap Circumstances” with people. Location, powers, knowledge, skills, you name it. She even assumes your “position” in the world, while whoever she swapped with is left in a daze, powerless. Plus, as a side effect from how much she’s used the power, her mind’s pretty cluttered, so most telepaths can’t really touch her.

BOBBY: “That’s…insane.”

SCOTT: “Says the man who can freeze time.”

BOBBY: “You need to stop being quippy right now because it’s really starting to bug me.”

Emma is enthused by the potential of Shela’s abilities, and questions why she bothers with all the technology - and where she obtained it. Shela scratches the back of her head and admits her power has a lot of restrictions. Can’t swap with more than two people at once, there’s a limit on each swap, she has to be within pretty close range to swap with someone,

SHELA: “Plus, I wouldn’t call myself an expert with it. Taken a lot of practice to get as good as I am. Soooo, I use the villain tech I steal. Mutants aren’t the only game in town, and there are tons of buyers for this stuff. It’s win-win.”

Cyclops can’t say he approves of her lifestyle, but he isn’t about to judge considering the one big, remaining question: Who IS she?

Shela sighs. When she came out as a Mutant, her parents were totally cool with it. They’re actually big fans of Dazzler. Life went on. Then when she was 12, she realized she was Shela. Her parents didn’t accept that. Emma and Bobby’s faces fall, all too familiar with this tale. Shela goes on to say that, after she was kicked out of her house, she was on the street for a bit until she was found by an awesome woman named Jessie who got her into a support group she ran for other trans Mutant kids - ones with nowhere to go. She learned a lot about herself there, met her best bud Morgan, and, yeah, even learned a little about the criminal scene some of them were a part of to survive, and getting into being a thief from there. And thanks to being a thief, she’s been able to cut a decent little life for herself, help provide for everyone else in the group, and, you know, start really becoming herself.

SHELA, to Emma: “It’s where I learned all about you. When I decided I wanted to be just like you. Obviously still working on that. That’s why I wanted to impress you, but didn’t want to reveal myself just yet. Not till I was more me ”

Scott is happy for the kid, while Emma remains intrigued and impressed, praising Shela for what she’s been able to accomplish despite her circumstances, and telling her she thinks she’s moving along toward her goals and being herself just fine. Iceman is confused though. Why are there a bunch of homeless Mutant kids? The school is open to all.

SHELA, sipping a shirley temple: “The Xavier Institute wasn’t even publicly for Mutants until four years ago. And even when it was…for most of us, being Mutants wasn’t the problem. There isn’t a lot of faith that the X-Men are any better. Jessie REALLY hates you guys.”

While Bobby is visibly struck by this, Scott promises Shela that the Jean Grey School is, genuinely, welcome to all Mutants. They have a diverse student body, and even some girls like her.

CYCLOPS: “Kinda.”

Shela shakes her head. That’s great and all, but just look at who the X-Men are. None of them could ever really understand them.

Emma can barely contain her laughter as she lights Shela’s eyes up blue.

SHELA: “HUH?!!!”

SCOTT: “Aaaaand now, people really are staring.”

SHELA: “You’re…but I thought…how…huh?!”

BOBBY: “What’s going on?”

Emma rolls her eyes and lights Bobby’s eyes up too.

BEAT.

BOBBY: “Get the Hell out.”

Emma tells Shela that she can more than understand her. If her friends don’t wish to come to the school, that’s their choice, but they should know that they will be looked after and cared for if they do.

EMMA: “The world is scary and hard and full of hate.” Scott puts an arm around her. “But you won’t find those who love and accept you unless you’re willing to take risks.”

Bobby seems to be just as attentive to Emma’s words as Shela.

Emma has an offer for Escapade. Come enroll in the school and get caught up on her studies, which she’s sure she’s horribly behind on, and finish the current semester with them. By next year, her current squad will all be ready to be X-Men; she will then be able to give Escapade her full attention.

SHELA, in awe: “I think I’m dreaming.” She slaps herself with both hands. “No. No I’m not.”

EMMA: “You’ve done well for your friends, Escapade, but now I offer you a chance to fight for your people - all of your people.”

Shela looks at each of the kind X-Men, before enthusiastically cheering “YES!”

Scott and Emma cheer as well, happy to have her, as the waiter comes by. Emma tells him to bring the secret specials; they’re celebrating.

Shela, mouth moving as a mile a minute, talks about how excited and insane this all is, Scott and Emma amused, as Bobby looks away in contemplation.

Monet sits alone in her dorm room, curled up in a ball on her bed, not having changed out of her club outfit. She’s pouting and distressed, watching children’s cartoons (it’s not shown explicitly for legal reasons, but she’s clearly watching Bluey).

There’s a knock on the door. Monet shouts at Thesea to give her some privacy, but…

ROBERTO: “Sorry. Not Terry. May I please come in?”

MONET: “Absolutely not.”

ROBERTO: “I brought apples. Well, I brought them back from the bar. I knew they’re your favorite so I made sure they were stocked.”

Monet is visibly surprised by the gesture, and softly tells Beto to make whatever he has to say quick. Beto enters, juggling three apples, before tossing them all over to M, who sits up and effortlessly catches them.

Beto wanted to come check on her and see what happen at the party. Monet tells him it’s none of his business, but Beto counters that since she just quit and he’ll go bankrupt and likely get punched in the face by Kitty without her, it very much is his business.

ROBERTO: “And even if it wasn’t, you can’t stop me from worrying.”

Monet sighs. It was nothing. She just didn’t like the way he was toying with her. And then… She trails off, grumbling, before continuing.

MONET: “Genetically, I am perfection. But people are more than genetics.”

Socially, she’s never been a butterfly. Always being standoffish and turning people away with her attitude for one, but also generally struggling when isn’t just putting on her polite manners for show. Back when she was in school, Beast thought she could be Autistic, but, for personal reasons, she never saw a specialist about it.

Beto admits he had no idea. He wouldn’t have tossed her into the position if he’d known. He’d just thought she struggled with making friends and wanted to help her. That’s why he pushed Theresa toward trying to spend time with her, and why he did ALL of this tonight as a mingling opportunity she could control.

BETO: “I admit…I can get a little ahead of myself with my plans.”

MONET: “You…did this all for me?”

Beto sits down and explains like its obvious. Monet could have graduated from college early and immediately started her own amazingly successful business, while also being instantly welcomed onto the X-Men, because they’d be fools to say no, but she chose to put her faith in him. And that means a lot.

Monet is stunned, and actually smiles - but doesn’t thank him. She continues to say that she isn’t the only problem. It’s everyone else.

MONET: “I grew up largely isolated. On my own or with my family. Then with Generation X, I had Chamber, Husk, Skin, the idiot, and…Everett. But now I’m in the real world. Not in a familial or X-shaped bubble.”

SUNSPOT: “And you’re not a fan?”

MONET: “And there are so few like me.”

This isn’t even about she and Theresa being the only Mutants on campus. It’s about the girls of her class here being vapid idiots, and American racial politics putting her in a position where the people who look like her think she’s evil and should lose everything she has just because she was born rich. By race or by class, she’s alone. By species too, really. There’s a reason she left the superhero life behind. Maybe she overreacted a little earlier, but the onus shouldn’t be on her to adapt to them.

MONET: “I’m sure this doesn’t make any sense to you. You’re in the same position, but you have no difficulty making everyone love you.”

Roberto laughs. She should know what they say about assuming.

ROBERTO: “It’s only a good idea if you’re a precog.”

Monet giggles.

Beto tells her how, before all of this, he was a football player in Brazil. Naturally, a very talented one. Largely surrounded by the palest teammates and competitors you can imagine, but he never thought that mattered. Until one day it did. Things got ugly. He got his powers, becoming slightly more awesome than he already was.

BETO, obviously lying: “And that was the end of that miserable day. I joined the school shortly after.”

Still, it didn’t matter if it was Brazil or America, the types of people he was surrounded by were largely the same. Not the biggest deal, he loves his family. But he also never bothered with an environment like this. And he can understand how isolating it may be.

The sadness underneath Roberto’s smile is evident, but M is clueless as to what to say. So, she changes things up a little.

MONET: “I don’t need this place. It doesn’t deserve me. Allow me to move to France and control our day to day operations. You know I will be more effective than the drones you’ve been using.”

BETO, smirking: “One condition.” Monet looks at him, waiting. “You agree to lunch every weekend. So you aren’t all alone.”

Monet giggles again. And she forcefully grips Beto’s hands.

MONET: “It’s a date.”

Beto grins back at her, as the two lean in and kiss each other. The two continue kissing as Monet rolls onto her back, allowing Roberto to get on top of her, Beto already moving to take his suit jacket off.

MONET: “Wait.” Beto instantly stops. “I’ve never done this before. Go slow.”

BETO, smiling at peace, nods: “As you wish.”

We pan away as the two begin to make love.

In Lady Akabba’s throneroom, Exodus and Malice laugh at a pissed Akihiro. He barks back at them to knock it off.

MALICE: “All that grumbling about how much you hate Daddy, and you couldn’t even kill him.”

EXODUS: “This is what we get for working with a Beta.”

AKIHIRO, getting up close in Exodus’ face: “Beta or Omega, I wouldn’t need any powers to kill you.”

EXODUS: “Of course you wouldn’t. That’s what you have your big, long sword for, isn’t it?”

AKIHIRO: “Exactly, and unlike some people, I’m not afraid to use mine.”

With a tilt of her head, Malice sends Akihiro flying back against a wall.

MALICE, standing confident with Exodus: “You’ve been War’s pet since Lord Apocalypse fell. Do you think she’ll appreciate your efforts?” EXODUS: “Or will that heartless witch put her little Daken down?”

The two snicker over the idea of Lady Akabba killing Akihiro. Death gets even more pissed, shaking with rage and prepared to attack, when a flash of pink light engulfs the room.

Accompanied by a bowing Lila Cheyney, Lady Akkaba appears from the light. Sofia didn’t have time to change before this, so she enters her evil lair dressed in a cropped sweater and jeans, still attempting to appear in control through her posture and expressions, regardless. If nothing else, Famine and Pestillence do silence themselves.

SOFIA: “Leave us.”

Exodus and Malice are fine with this order, smirking at Akihiro on their way over to Lila, who teleports the three of them away, leaving only Sofia and Aki.

Akihiro kneels, but, as Sofia turns blue, she immediately tells him to get up; there’s no need for airs right now.

AKIHIRO, smirking: “I haven’t seen you dressed like that in a long time, my lady. It’s cute.”

SOFIA, smiling: “You never…how long were you stalking me before we spoke?”

Death cackles, with Sofia giggling and shaking her head along.

SOFIA: “I see. Now…what happened?”

Akihiro, ashamed, gives the honest truth. He challenged his father and Storm, and, despite his strength, his multiple weapons, and the Muramasa blade, he was outclassed, and only escaped with some semblance of victory through the power of Death - something his father will recover from.

AKIHIRO: “You trusted me to eliminate those who Lord Apocalypse feared most. And I failed.” He holds out the Muramasa blade. “If you wish to claim it, my life is yours.”

Sofia glares at Akihiro, Akihiro standing stalwart and brave in the face of potential death. Until Sofia laughs.

SOFIA: “Don’t be so over-dramatic.”

Akihiro is confused as Sofia saunters over to her throne. Is it an annoying set-up back that he failed? Yes. Bur she hardly expected him to succeed on his own. There is a REASON Apocalypse feared his father and Storm. Even with one’s relatively minimal strength, and the other not even needing her weapon to be strong, they, more than anyone else, always found a way to win.

SOFIA, sitting down and crossing her legs: “I allowed you to attempt this because it is personal to you. Because Logan deserves to pay for what he has done. I never expected you to win.”

Akihiro takes the ego blow, but nods along. He points out that maybe Selene had a point about her being soft; Lord Apocalypse would have certainly killed him for this.

Sofia narrows her eyes, and blows herself back over to Akihiro on the winds.

SOFIA: “Do you really believe that?”

AKIHIRO: “Of course. Failure is the greatest sign of weakness.”

SOFIA: “That is true. But it is equally true that Apocalypse loves his family. That is what this is all about.”

AKIHIRO: “I’m not–”

SOFIA: “Hush. Exodus and Malice are mere servants. Ones we will eventually do away with. I am Apocalypse’s heir, but you are also his child. The only difference between us is that my biological predecessors were homo-sapiens. Your father is a Mutant, a strong one, and, despicable as he is, that means something to Apocalypse. But we are both his children. Father loves us both.”

Akihiro cheers up and thanks his lady. He’s honored by her words. He then points out that if she sees him as a brother, then what does that make her relationship with Laura.

SOFIA, amused: “Necessary.”

As Sofia blows her lightning-bolt shaped sword off the wall and into her hand, she tells Akihiro that he will be the king of the new world. And he will earn that role.

SOFIA: “You will fight your father again. And you will kill him.” She points her sword at his neck. “When I was at my weakest, it was you who found me. You who brought me here. You who guided me to my inner strength. Now, I shall pay it back. I will make you as strong as you need to be.”

Akihiro nods with excitement, readying Muramasa.

AKIHIRO: “Thank you, my lady. I am ready.” Dramatic music swells. “But perhaps you should consider getting changed first.”

Sofia is stunted for a second, looking over her outfit. The two laugh together.

Back at Shela’s apartment building, Escapade is scurrying around the place packing, excitedly chattering on a new phone to Morgan about how she’s going to live with the X-Men. “No, not the mean ones!”

Outside in the hallway, Scott, Emma, and Bobby wait for her, all happy with how this has worked out. Their “thief problem” was never really a problem, they’ve got a promising new student, and they get to give a kid who desperately needs a real one a home. Emma adds that she’ll be looking into the rest of this support group Shela belongs to. They obviously won’t make them come to the school, but she and Shela can ideally at least allieve them of their fears.

Scott cracks a joke about the idea of Emma making children less scared, which Emma just nudges him for, but Bobby has a stronger reaction to know. He wants to know what’s up with Scott that’s got him so smiley and jokey lately. Their situation hasn’t gotten better, hell, it’s only gotten progressively worse, so why now is he like this? Where’s the drill sergeant he grew up with?

Scott shrugs and tells him he didn’t even realize he was acting differently, but he’s definitely been feeling better. And not just because he sleeps every night next to the most gorgeous woman in the world. Yes, things haven’t been going the X-Men or Mutantkind’s way. But that’s because, for most of that time, he was doing things the Professor’s way. Now? He’s finally found himself. And regardless of anything else, that makes him the happiest he’s ever been. And it makes him confident about the future.

Bobby processes this, happy for him, and guessing that makes sense.

BOBBY: “Okay. I got it.” Bobby smiles at the two. “I’m leaving the X-Men.”

Scott and Emma are both shocked, with Emma demanding an explanation. Bobby reminds her what he’s been thinking about. About his identity. About both parts of his identity. Their school for Mutants is one where those who are different even among the other kids still need their own place to feel safe. It’s one Shela and her friends never felt safe coming to. And he gets it. He’s met Mutants with problems with people like them…people like himself.

EMMA: “And you believe you will make the school safer for them by leaving?”

BOBBY: “No, I’m leaving that to you guys. I’m leaving because I want to close that gap. So long as I’m with the X-Men, I’m a Mutant first, to some, a Mutant only. You two keep on focusing on keeping everyone alive; I’m going to focus on bringing us all together.”

Scott and Emma do agree that that’s sweet, and well-meaning, but couldn’t he just ask Northstar to do this? The X-Men don’t want to lose one of their biggest guns. Bobby points out that it’s not like he’s cutting off contact. If they need him, he’ll be there. They *better* call him when they find the Horseman. Plus, they have Magneto, they already decided they were going to give Wind Dancer her spot back to keep a closer eye on her, and he’s sure Wolverine will want back in to protect her. They’ll be fine.

Emma begrudgingly accepts this resignation, commending him for striking out on his own. Bobby thanks her for this last year. He wouldn’t have found himself if she hadn’t dragged him back onto the X-Men.

SCOTT, shaking Bobby’s hand: “I’m proud of you, twerp.”

BOBBY: “One of the five strongest Mutants alive and about to be a solo hero, and I’m still a twerp to you?”

SCOTT: “Always will be.”

We close as we cut to the school, where Shela, now in her signature yellow and blue Escapade costume, eagerly walks down the halls of the Jean Grey School, dragging her luggage behind her. Opening a door, she says hello to Martha and Ernst.

SHELA, couldn’t be happier: “HI! I’m Escapade! And I’m your new roommate!”

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CAST CHANGE:

ICEMAN AKA BOBBY DRAKE IS NO LONGER PART OF THE MAIN CAST.

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aemonds-sapphireeye · 1 year

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10 Characters, 10 Fandoms!

Hey besties! I was tagged by the lovely @arcielee and now you guys are about to find out how weird (and bi) I really am.

THE Prince Aemond Targaryen, of course. This man has us all by the ovaries.

2. Anne Boleyn in the Tudors. Fun fact, Nat's portrayal of Anne made me realize I like women. She's that good. I would die for her. I would kill for her. I would let her top me.

3. Loki/Thomas Sharpe from Crimson Peak. They're played by the same actor soo I'm counting them as one. Loopholes. Tom Hiddleston is a sexy mf, he is.

4. Margot Robbie's Harley Quinn. Yeah yeah the first Suicide Squad was bleh but Margot's HQ is an absolute queen. Stream Birds of Prey.

5. Prince Zuko. I really have a thing for emo princes with daddy issues and a scarred eye, it would seem. This guy was one of my first ever TV crushes and to this day seeing him unlocks the fangirl squeeing of a 13-year-old girl.

He gets two gifs because he has a special place in my heart (and I want to push my Zutara agenda #zutarasupremecy).

6. Speaking of first TV crushes, it'd be a lie to not include Draco Malfoy. I hate Rowling with a burning passion and hope she falls off a cliff, but Tom Felton's portrayal of Malfoy had 14-year-old me losing her damn mind, so I'll include him for nostalgia. I just love a rich bad boy.

7. L Lawliet from Death Note. Oh look, another rich asshole. God, I have a type, and it's embarrassing. What can I say? His bad posture and eye bags that are darker than the places my mind goes at 2 a.m. have captivated me. And his spikey hair. Gotta love an anime boy with spikey hair.

8. Tommy Shelby from Peaky Blinders. We're moving from bad boys to straight up gangsters, because of course we are. He may be a literal crime lord, but that accent and those baby blues got me feelin' some kinda way.

9. Elizabeth of York from the White Princess. She is beauty, she is grace, I'd let her punch me in the face.

10. Daenerys Targaryen -we started with a Targaryen, so it seems only fitting to end with a Targaryen. Dany my beloved, my darling, my Queen. They did you so dirty.

Not sure who all's done this yet but I'm gonna go ahead and tag my lovelies @ewanmitchellcrumbs @em-writes-stuff-sometimes @bottlesandbarricades @aemxnd @eyelinerandcigarettes @lya-dustin and any other mutuals and followers who want to participate.

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ambreiiigns · 7 months

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Ok spit it out, what's with these doubleblack yaoi boys you've been posting. um spill? don't worry about spoilers, i don't want to watch anime i just want to know

doubleblack yaoi boys. ok so first of all sorry for answering Days later i hope u still see this i'm so sorry i don't even know how to explain myself i don't remember what i've been doing. yesterday i was watching a bunch of friday the 13th movies but besides that i have no excuses. secondly i love the energy bc this is exactly how i ended up watching bsd i just cared about them a lot and learned everything i could until i decided i got this far i might as well just watch the damn thing. and i will say w the experience i have. it's not worth it babe just look at them they're the best part you're not missing out. anyway. i don't KNOW WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY UMMMMM the source material is this thing called bungo stray dogs it Is funny bc they decided the way to go abt this was make anime boys out of famous authors and like put half of them in the mafia so you have to sit there and nod when they call edgar allan poe a famous criminal or whatever. like 👍 and then they have powers based on one of their most famous books or whatever. and they're faggy. you will have to see people talk abt fyodor dostoevsky getting hole.

but besides all the Sillies. the doubleblack boys you ask about have genuinely honest to fucking god become like. one of my favorite pairing like. thematically or whatever. their dynamic is insane they are so cool. uhhhh hang on i'm embarassed let me hide

idk they're. they meet at 15 years of age teenagers by my chemical romance blasting. dazai is a member of the local /mafia/ and he's like a pathetic wet cat. he's sad and weird. he feels bored w life and finds it to be, frankly, Not Worth It so he's like passively suicidal but he won't straight up DO IT bc he doesn't like to be in pain bc he's a little baby. he joined the mafia thinking that maybe if he exposes himself to death and violence he'll change his mind but it hasn't worked yet it just made him Fucked Up. his special ability is called no longer human and he can switch off anyone's powers by touching them and it kinda gives him brainworms (will elaborate later). he's the one w the dark hair and wrapped in bandages and the most beautiful boy in the world. chuuya is a street punk baby gang (they're called The Sheep. smh) member ajfjakfiisg he Hates the mafia Hates authority is so so loyal to his little friends and he seems to be just Amiable and likable cause everyone's immediately fond of him to some extent and he's always surrounded by friends or making small talk. and he's like so fuckin bold and brave and arrogant cause he's got according to the author Thee strongest powers in this universe so he never has to like. stop and think. his ability is called upon the tainted sorrow and controls gravity. he's so kickass and liddol. he only fights using his liddol leggies to kinda rein himself in. he's got the red hair and always wears a choker bc he's so sexy and not like other girls.

so they meet bc chuuya's gang has been getting Big thanks to his powers to the point where the mafia's concerned and also they're investigating on some rumors abt arahabaki which is like an old god. chuuya gets dragged to the mafia hq, ends up having to work w dazai to solve this arahabaki stuff, and they. boohoo they DON'T like each other they DON'T wanna work together >:((( they're little enemies to ????? but the thing is To Me they don't even. hate each other that much. like they clash personality-wise sure and they get on each other's nerves on purpose Sure but also they're kids. it's not that big of a deal. they still take time to play arcade games together and make stupid bets during their mission. they're so endearing actually. anyway the catch Is. that arahabaki is actually this thing called a singularity which is when you put together two abilities that have kinda opposite effects and the Government had been doing experiments to create that power so they can use it and CHUUYA's one of the experiments wahh!!! the result is that chuuya has Another cool power called corruption where he just goes batshit and like throws black holes around and stuff and he's unstoppable but the catch is that once he activates this power he can't stop it he just has to wait until it consumes him and he Dies. here's where dazai's nullification ability comes in. more on that later. (it's as if they can only truly Work together. it's as if they were made to be together. haha 🤪) a member of the mafia (Arthur Rimbaud) reveals that he was There when chuuya blew up bc he actually wanted to keep chuuya as a little meat puppet and use that power for himself and YET! even after hearing this! chuuya gets attached to him. like yea the two of them kill him (through the power of Holding Hands mind you) but then he visits his grave and shit. bc this was the first person to tell chuuya that he's human. coming from a place of having seen first hand what makes him feel like he isn't. so he cherishes that a lot. after that the sheep Betray chuuya after some Dazai Manipulation Of Everyone™ bc he does that yk he's a little shithead he's a little evil. BUT he kinda had good intentions bc he's Clever and Observant and noticed so easily how much the sheep were using chuuya for his abilities and he has a Thing where he doesn't. love people using chuuya like that. so he wanted to cut him out of the gang and have him join the mafia with Hiiiiim instead :) and chuuya's mad at him. cause he still took his friends away from him.

but he does join the mafia he Does kinda like it there and him and dazai are assigned to be full time Partners and they get the nickname soukoku, or double black, The Most Feared Duo in the city, thanks to their little corruption-no longer human trick that just wipes out any enemy like it's nothing. then they uhh there's a bit where chuuya is like actually pissed of at dazai unironically for Once and dazai's so mopey that he actually like behaves like a good person so chuuya forgives him. my girl is mad at me i hope i die fr. i'm not familiar enough w this Piece of Lore so i can't elaborate further but like i'm obsessed w it.

anyway THEN jump to when they're about 18 dazai makes another friend named oda who like. sure he's soul-tied to chuuya forever but oda (and Another guy who i don't even wanna Think about) are the only people he'd Call friends. (also they're like a few years older than dazai and i'm Obsessed w the fact that he's such a miserable weirdo that the only people besides chuuya that he can make genuine friends with are some. adults.) and then oda DIES and the fault lies both in the mafia and the third friend and his final words are something about how he wishes he could have gotten out of the mafia to be a good person and he hopes dazai gets to do that. and it kinda Shapes the rest of dazai's life. he switches his perspective around and decides that if exposing himself to death and violence didn't Fix him maybe now he can try being Nice and Helping People and maybe that will make him feel like it's worth being alive. so he disappears from the mafia and a while later joins a local detective agency which is where we find him when the story actually starts. the night he leaves chuuya gets drunk. because he's soo happy. (i think he lied. abt being happy)

the first time chuuya and dazai meet again after this is in some fuckin Dungeon and dazai's chained to the wall and chuuya says it looks Hot and then they talk shit and bicker until they end up collaborating and chuuya lets him go (aka dazai talks his way out of it) and then they pull some fucking cringy ass Joke and they Laugh abt it and it's like. oh wow they're still the same. after all this time apart. we're still Like That and we haven't changed. :) after That they reunite in an episode named after them where they have to babysit some creepy enby kid w a spooky evil doll and fight H. P. Lovecraft during which chuuya has to use corruption and it's Glorious. it had been said that dazai is like speechless and completely fascinated by chuuya when he uses corruption. lol.

then there's the fucking MOVIE. oh my GOD. the main thing w them from the movie is. oh man. dazai 1. joins the Bad Guys but actually he's just Infiltrating to Defeat Them From Within 2. gets found out bc he's not that smooth and stabbed w a poisoned knife 3. gets trapped in a fuckin Dragon or smth and is realistically and understandably presumed dead. and then chuuya gets called in to kill this Dragon (i will not give more context on the Dragon bc i for one just barely understand what the hell is going on) and the only choice is to use corruption even tho he gets advised to not do that since dazai's probably dead and without him chuuya WILL die too. but he's like nah no way. that cockroach would NEVER die. (i trust him) so he uses corruption smashes the dragon to bits and even in the fucking. fugue state that he gets into. he spots dazai manages to recognize him calls out his name and fucking. punches him in the face. making him swallow some antidote he had hidden in his mouth all along. bc somehow dazai ALWAYS knows (remember he's clever) and he's ALWAYS one step ahead. but chuuya always knows HIM. they hadn't discussed this they just. trusted each other to have their back no matter what. dazai trusted chuuya to make him take the antidote and chuuya trusted dazai to snap him out of corruption even when it made no sense. it's about the TRUST!!! like yea no matter the circumstances the relationships the affiliations. this is him. he's got me. hey. of course. this is insane. chuuya punches him. technically upon contact corruption is now switched off. and then dazai reaches up to touch his cheek so softly. and says "you used corruption believing in me? how beautiful" people died tbh. oh you used your super insane deadly powers? even if as far as you were concerned i was as good as dead? you trust me that much? and You trust me enough to sit around this whole movie w a pill in your teeth knowing i'd make you swallow it just at the right moment? how did he even KNOW they're so insane. (then chuuya says "yeah i believed in your disgusting vitality and craftiness" and dazai answers "that was a somewhat violent way of waking snow white" shut the fuck up tbh) this is the highest moment. i will be forever insane. and then dazai like shoved chuuya's head in his crotch but i don't fucking CARE STOP BEING HORNY

and then we get to the latest season and chapters. oh man. ok so. dazai's in superjail w his actual archnemesis Fyodor Dostoevsky. people are becoming vampires. stick w me. fyodor brings chuuya Into superjail to help him kill dazai. chuuya is now a vampire and YES he is serving cunt. dazai almost drowns fyodor and chuuya to death and does a sad gay little speech abt how it's sad that it had to end this way and "there were moments where our hearts reached out to each other" girl WHAT???? "like…" and he THINKS abt them doing the corruption trick and holding hands to defeat rimbaud and just Existing next to each other BUT WHAT HE SAYS IS NOTHING. he just waves it off like he ~actually~ can't think of anything bc he doesn't even care haha bye die!! he is so PATHETIC. he is so if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more -core tbh. he's such a liar. and THEN fyodor has chuuya shoot him in the head. lol. and what dazai has to say about THIS is like oooo maybe if i say something sweet chuuya will come back to normal. and so he says "chuuya our fate will not end in a place like this because you and i are destined to" and then he gets SHOT. IN THE HEAD!!! AND I LAUGHED ABOUT IT!!!! personally this was very "you know i… i…" "i don't know" "but he knew well enough" book reddie of them to be h. anyway. dazai's not dead. and you know what's funnier. chuuya was never even a vampire. he put on fake teeth and contacts and Lied. Pretended. Successfully. to like one of the smartest characters in this universe. hello. now i don't KNOW if i'm meant to read this as in it was always planned or if chuuya had this plan and dazai had to catch up w it like i don't know at what point does dazai know that chuuya was faking it. any theory on this is Hilarious to me. but he said the corniest shit to this man's face. good lird. yk before this season people argued that it was chuuya who cared abt dazai more and i can understand where you'd get that from considering how cold and distant and Fake dazai is (you'd be wrong and stupid) but like i feel like after this dazai's lookin pretty down bad ngl. i don't think there's any imbalance between them but if i had to pick. yk. anyway. chuuya Did actually shoot him but then he used his gravity powers to slow the bullet down Inside of the gun so that it wouldn't kill him and fyodor wouldn't see it. and dazai's like. oh yeah this trick? this little game? we used to do this all the time :) HELLO!!!!!! obsessed w THEM!!!! THEY FUCKED AROUND LIKE THIS? OF COURSE THEY DID. i KNOW they sat around age 16 and crafted the most RIDICULOUS convoluted plans Just In Case and then they give them little code names that they STILL remember YEARS after their partnership fucking ENDED this was insane. and then just walk it off? THEY ARE UNPARALLELED. PERIODT.

so. the girls who don't get it will say they hate each other or whatever. me personally i think it's bullshit. i think they just have That type of vibe. obviously they care. obviously they trust each other more than anyone else w everything they have at all times. and maybe they just also find each other fucking annoying and that's All. when they're 15 dazai finds him obnoxious bc he's too impulsive and never bothers to strategize bc he can rely on his powers being soooo fuckin strong and that's All. i think he's just jealous bc he wishes he could be as lazy as chuuya can afford to be. like he has lichrally Nothing to hate chuuya for he's perfect. chuuya on the other hand,,, besides just personality differences where he finds dazai depressing and offputting JAJDJAKFKAKG like dazai takes his friends away from him. his family the only place he feels he belongs to. i get being mad at dazai after that. but not even for long bc he ends up liking the mafia more anyway and agrees w dazai that the sheep were trash to him so what's left. i don't KNOW if dazai ever commits other significant crimes to him like 😭😭 don't get me wrong he might. i mean it when i say he's kinda evil. he might have done some other shit and i'm forgetting. but i don't think there's anything major that causes genuine hate. the closest thing i can imagine is that dazai, again, dragged him away from his friends, into the mafia, and then leaves him there alone. chuuya's loyal to a fault and can't stand betrayal so i'm sure he's pissed. but dazai also says at some point (not to him ofc) that he regrets not bringing chuuya w him when he left the mafia. sigh. so i think it's just mostly silly bickering.

on a Deeper sense i have some Thoughts abt. ugh. i sort of briefly mentioned that chuuya has some issues w feeling human, and dazai has some issues w his ability (no longer human) and like. besides the trust. this is becoming my favorite thing abt them. at their Core they have the same Thing they just go abt it in the opposite way. neither of them feels like a real human being. chuuya has this very artificial power inside of him so strong that it has a will of its own and dazai has a power that deletes if momentarily other powers. they're both a fuckin. affront to nature in their own ways. and when dazai doesn't feel human he just responds w apathy and like whatever ok i'm not then i wanna die and get it over with what's the point. but when CHUUYA doesn't feel human he's fuckin upset abt it and he wants to idk fight to be human anyway and prove himself wrong. and i feel like. they meet and chuuya sees this perfectly human boy who doesn't appreciate having what he's always struggling for. and dazai sees someone who's justified in feeling separated from humanity and yet he wants to force himself into it ? like man i WISH i had an excuse for feeling like this. and chuuya's like man i wish i hadn't had anything done to me that makes me feel like this. and so they're like,,, so fundamentally mad at each other but then they're also the only other bitch they know w this specific problem so even if they go abt it so differently there's comfort there too that they can't get anywhere else like. they are functionally stuck together bc who else is ever gonna Get It. and chuuya always wants proof that he's just as human as anyone else but then dazai !! he knows perfectly well !!! that chuuya IS like def more human than he'll ever be at the very least bc he knows !! better than chuuya ever will !! what it's actually like to be separated from humanity !! and dazai sees all this passion and energy into this little guy and like how could you ever doubt how could you ever wonder. what else would all this come from if you're not human. i don't even have an ounce of this and technically i Am human so what. dazai takes HIMSELF out of humanity chuuya was TAKEN out of it. and then their power. the fact that dazai's powers that he doesn't even like actively take away what makes chuuya feel less human ?!! there is some kind of mutual aid going on. dazai's ability CAN'T be that bad if it's at least fixing chuuya and it's in fact the ONLY thing that can save chuuya's life. and the irony of it being called no longer human when it does the opposite for chuuya. they're the only thing that sort of justifies themselves to Themselves. the place where the inherent anger for each other comes from is also where the inherent trust comes from. so even if they piss each other off and even if they'd never admit to any positive feelings like they'd do for their other friends they're just. tied. red string or whatever. i think the reason why they Keep finding their way to each other even when they work for enemy factions is Well They Have No Choice for better or worse they'll always be stuck together ! for worse probably. i don't think they're thrilled by that. but no one else is ever gonna Get Me like this bitch !!! so we're sticking together. can you believe i'm chuuya nakahara and the only time i can use the full extent of my powers is when This Guy is around. i can never be 100% myself w anyone else. and can you believe i'm osamu dazai and the only time that i feel like my powers aren't an offense to nature itself is when i use them to keep This Guy from blowing up. so my Burden isn't that bad it's actually Good sometimes. probably just for him but that will do. they're like i can never use all of my powers/i can never use my powers in a way that makes me feel ok except when he's involved. no they're fucking insane tbh it's fascinating.

dazai SAYS MULTIPLE TIMES that he thinks abt chuuya every moment of every day (specifically on how to piss him off but Still) (it's their love language) dazai stopped wishing he could die when he was 15 bc he met chuuya and he was the only exciting surprising thing that he'd seen so far and he wanted to stay alive to figure him out. chuuya keeps using corruption over and over and he puts his life in dazai's hands over and over and he never misses. dazai's the only one who's immune to chuuya - his stupidly strong powers sure but also his stupidly strong physical combat skills bc he knows him well enough to dodge. chuuya's the only one who can understand where dazai's going w his plans and meet him there. dazai calls him slug and chuuya calls him mackerel. once someone close to chuuya saw them stand side by side and said they were surprisingly perfect together. you know. so on so forth. do you Get It

also they're like in love and fucking i guess but that's collateral. i'm not gonna pretend to be strictly intellectual abt them. yas we ship them in a silly sexy way. but also they're incredibly fascinating just the way they are in the text. yk what i mean ?

here look at them as a treat. manga collage in chronological order anime reunion and official art for the movy. what on earth i say

#ask #pls lmk if u see this i'd hate to like. leave u hanging. i'm so sorry i like them so much that i overwhelmed myself at the chance to #fuckin talk abt them sjdkskcksf #i busted out Google Docs for this. it's LONG. i'm insane. sorry

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whitegoldtower · 10 months

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My hot take? I fucking hate Isran.

It takes every fibre of my being to not side with the Volkihar vampires simply because he’s so fucking insufferable, and I have two OCs that - despite their massive differences - would agree on this.

First up is Edward Van Blagden. His entire family was murdered by vampires, and he only survived because he hid well enough. In the middle of nowhere, having never left the monastery, he had to resort to eating the monks who raised him before he could find his way to Riften. He heard of the dawnguard while he was there, and signed up immediately. Initially , he admired Isran’s stoic exterior and dedication… until he realised that Isran is ruled by his anger and is just content to sit in his little fort and stew in it. Isran doesn’t do shit, so Eddie takes matters into his own hands. He goes to Castle Volkihar, acts like a naive young man who has a secret lust for power, accepts Harkon’s gift and makes a beeline for Vingalmo because he knows he can appeal to him. Why? Because the only way he’s going to get shit done is if he tears apart Harkon’s court from the inside. He gets cosy with Vingalmo because it generates tension and chaos (and also because Vingalmo’s sexy, and Eddie knows he can get through to Vingalmo by method of wriggling into his coffin - “we’re both men, we understand our desires”). He helps Ronthil out and gains the boot-licking boy’s trust. He makes friends with Garan Marethi and keeps him close because out of everyone in Harkon’s court, he is the most weary of Garan (because Garan knows how politics works). He keeps Serana in his pocket. He sucks up to Harkon and plays the part of his perfect “pet vampire” so that he’s none the wiser. He becomes respected in the court, and without him really even exerting any sort of power, he becomes - as Vingalmo so eloquently puts it “the Darling of the Court”.

Only when he has the court in the palm of his hand does he finally unleash hell on Harkon. Eddie thinks that Isran’s a coward, too chicken to do this shit himself.

On the other hand, we have Melauriel aep Maedhgildur. He’s not as smart as Eddie, not as ambitious, but what he does have is buckets more empathy than him. And the empathy is how he comes to hate Isran. Melauriel and his childhood friend Erik both get turned into vampires after Erik gets attacked, and - against his kind nature - turns on and attacks Melauriel, traumatising him and infecting him. Mel was timid anyway, but his toxic levels of empathy for Erik stops him from putting himself first, and he joins the Dawnguard specifically to seek a cure for him, while his own disease is still spreading.

He runs around after Isran, doing all the dirty work while Isran twiddles his thumbs, growing more and more annoyed because he feels like he’s being used. Being a devotee and champion of Meridia, he’s becoming more and more subconsciously nervous of his condition, worried that his deity will abandon him, and when it finally turns him, it only half ravages him, turning him into a Dhampir because Meridia attempted to save him.

And only then does Isran just casually mention Falion in Morthal.

Melauriel is furious, but says nothing. The damage has been done. He takes Erik to Falion, and - since he has only one filled black soul gem - there isn’t enough for him to be cured too. With Erik cured, Melauriel storms back to Fort Dawnguard, finally ready to give Isran a mouthful… and then he sees Serana. Serana is being berated by Isran, he’s being a complete dick to her, and when he dehumanises her by consistently referring to her as an ‘it’, Melauriel snaps, and lets Isran know exactly what he thinks of him.

Melauriel takes Serana and Erik and leaves Fort Dawnguard to set up their HQ in another old Dawnguard tower. He only returns to the fort periodically now, to coldly converse with Isran simply to get his strategies, and that is it.

#tesblr #skyrim #skyrim oc #isran #dawnguard #volkihar vampire #serana #serana volkihar #erik the slayer #Dawnguard as a vampire

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geniepuppet · 1 year

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(Totally Not) Lore Moments in Puppet History Season 5 Episode 1

❗Spoilers ahead❗

I might be using this for an eventual lore breakdown of the episode, so stay tuned!

*some things that may or may not be significant are marked with an asterisk

The Professor is marked as "P", Ryan is marked as "R", and Sara is marked as "S"

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[0:04-2:06] Seasons 1-4 lore catch-up

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The Professor's voice sounds slightly muted/muffled throughout

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*The Professor's blue is paler throughout

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[2:33-2:51]

P: "I know it looked like maybe Ryan Bergara murdered me at the end of last season by hurling my sexy little body back to the Cretaceous period. But clearly, I am here now, and unharmed. So it, of course, did not work, and I wont be answering any questions because there aren't any questions to be answered. Simple as that, ok?"

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[3:09-3:21]

S: "This, so, hmm..."

R: "The last time I saw you, you were getting sucked into a cosmic butt hole."

P: "Ho-ho, yeah, that was a whole thing."

R: "And now you're here."

P: "Yeah, I guess I am."

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[3:31-3:45]

P: "Hey, man, you just gotta roll with it."

R: "The whole internet was angry at me for a whole year for killing you, and you're not dead."

P: "Well, maybe you shouldn't have killed me, huh? You ever think about that?"

R: "I didn't kill you though."

P: "I mean, it's water under bridge, man. Let's get over that bridge and go learn some stuff, huh? How's that?"

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[3:46-3:51]

R: "Wait, wait, wait, wait. Am I dead right now?"

P: "No, you're not dead. You're very alive."

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[4:28-4:30]

P: "(echoed) You like meat, Ryan?"

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[4:41-4:45]

R: "So we're just talking now?"

P: "Yeah, we're just talking now. Get with it."

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[4:45-5:02]

S: "Professor, what's up with that box?"

P: "Don't talk about the box."

S: "I mean, it looks cool."

P: "Don't look at my box!"

R: "What's going on with it?"

P: "Don't touch the box!"

P: "I'm not gonna touch the box, I just..." (reaches out to The Professor)

(The Professor recoils away and snarls at Ryan)

P: "Don't touch me."

R: "Okay."

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[5:03-5:06]

R: "Kinda happy to see you."

S: "I mean, boundaries. You guys have been through some stuff."

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*[6:31-6:37]

P: "I feel like the military's a pretty rough gig on account of having to take human life."

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*[7:03-7:05]

R: "I just don't want to kill people."

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[8:39-8:41]

(echoed) (The Professor does an evil laugh)

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[9:07-9:12]

P: "(echoed) The learning has begun! Ready your quills, my beauties!"

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[9:58-10:02]

S: "You're so mirthful this season. You just happen-"

P: "Well, I'm alive! (laughs) It feels good!"

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*[10:10-10:17]

P: "Oh, we got my b-boys out there! I can't remember what this bit is. Do we play basketball noises?"

R: "I don't think we ever did b-boys, it was c-dogs."

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*[11:37-11:39]

(high-pitched laughter in the background)

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*[12:58-13:06]

P: "Or C. Not enough meat! Also questioning its very identity and everything it represented."

R: "Huh. Interesting."

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[13:08-13:14]

P: "Ryan, how you been?"

R: "We doing this right now?"

P: "(glitching) I guess we don't have to."

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[13:40-13:52]

P: "Point to the beef boy!"

R: "Sure that will somehow not count."

P: "Don't worry, we'll see what happens. It's all up to the algorithm. You know that algorithm machine is running (echoed) better than ever this season!"

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[14:03-14:19]

P: "The public still demanded their meats, but there was simply not enough (emphasized) flesh. Supple, life defining flesh."

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[16:54-16:58]

P: "I know cows are big, but what if we had some even bigger, (emphasized) fleshier source of protein?"

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[19:42-19:56]

(click)

P: "What? Uh oh, is something falling?"

S: "I don't see anything."

P: "Okay."

R: "This place haunted?"

S: "The ghosts were in the studio all along!"

R: "I don't know. The Boogoo machine back at Watcher HQ is a long way away from here."

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[19:55-20:05]

(crash)

R: "It was at that moment that our audio recorder picked up this dinky little noise."

(sound of something falling)

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[20:05-20:21]

P: "The Boogoo containment unit."

R: "You know a lot about ghosts, Professor."

P: "Yeah, I do."

R: "Are you a ghost?"

P: "(halfheartedly laughing) What kind of question is that? Come on."

S: "Oh, yeah, because..."

R: "You got eaten by a dinosaur, I think that's a pretty fair question."

P: "I mean, I went through some stuff."

R: "You mean death?"

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*[20:53-20:54]

P: "Where's his fuckin' people?" (referring to the people puppets)

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[21:48-21:49]

(echoed) (The Professor exclaims upon reentry)

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[24:28-24:45]

P: "(laughing) Can you imagine having to sit next to a person who has explicitly tried to kill you while you educate people about hippos? (laughs darkly)"

S: "What?"

P: "Just kidding! (laughing)"

R: "I didn't try to kill you."

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[27:09-27:21]

(The Professor "deflates")

(The Professor "reinflates")

S: "Oh! Didn't like that."

R: "Yeah, I don't know what that was."

P: "I was just taking a nap."

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[27:35-27:42]

R: "Communication is important. Like something that a genie tells you will not happen and yet, does."

P: "Always gotta read the fine print on these things."

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[30:58-30:59]

P: "(echoed) What do you got?"

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[31:28-31:37]

"(echoing) But a word of warning, not everything on this stage is as it seems, ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo."

R: "Like that box?"

"(echoing) Shut up."

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Theme of faked death, disguises, and pretending to be someone else

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[37:03-37:06]

R: "Like your tombstone, Professor."

P: "We'll get there, yeah."

R: "That's what yours read. I didn't write it."

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(Puppet special performance (Hippo) was an already-living creature, aka it didn't need to be brought to life by The Professor)

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[42:00-42:14]

Ryan wins History Master

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[42:21-43:08]

P: "We've actually had a supply chain issue with the trophies this season, so we don't have a Coveted Cup for you, but come get your prize! Here it is."

S: "Ooh, what's that?"

P: "The official moisturizer of History Masters! Here you go, buddy. Come get it. Come on! Yes, it's real!"

...

P: "Congrats!"

R: "Wait, what?"

P: "You okay?"

S: "What's it say?"

R: "Puppet cream. It's for champs. Apply daily."

P: "It's for champs! Make sure you use that a lot! You gotta moisturize that skin of yours. Put some on, yes. Put it on the skin. There you go. Get that in. Rub. Rub. Rub."

S: "It's a weird episode."

R: "Rub."

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[43:27-45:12]

Ryan is at Watcher HQ at night, looking into The Professor's Cretaceous adventure.

Ryan changes tabs to BidBitch to view the Genie's lamp, only to be outbid. He places another bid on the lamp.

There's the sound of something behind him, and then footsteps with an accompanying shadow.

Ryan steps on a fallen Professor plush, sounding off the voicebox ("I'm dead!")

He picks up the plush & looks at the shelf of other plushes ("Puppets give me the creeps.") Ryan tosses the plush behind him as he leaves.

The plush centered on the shelf's eyes shoot to camera.

Once the lights go out and Ryan is heard driving away, the same plush's eyes illuminate a blue glow before the scene cuts

#patch posts #puppet history #ph s5 #how hippo meat almost saved america #the professor #shane madej #ryan bergara #sara rubin #beef boy (ph!ryan)#'the professor'#lore breakdown

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I’m just getting started on my Spider-Goth tangent, she’s all I’ve been able to think about & imma bout to make it everyone’s problem

& because I’m predictable here’s all my thoughts about her & Miguel

When she first met him, it was Noir who introduced them & convinced him to let her join the society. She didn’t really think much of him, just another dude who thinks he’s hot shit ‘cause he’s in charge. She did not listen to a single word that left his mouth, she was completely focused on her Shiny New Toy. Just lots of mhm’s, yep’s & I got it’s. He knew she wasn’t paying any attention, but didn’t really care since Noir took her under his wing & he’s pretty competent.

She has pretty bad phone anxiety, & that transferred over to answering calls on her transmitter. If she didn’t recognize your name there was a 50/50 chance she’d answer your call. (Tbh your chances were way higher if you were a girl, after her sister was abducted she has trust issues with men.) If you call twice in a row tho she’ll answer the second time & act apologetic & say she had been busy & missed the call. First time she pulls that shit on Miguel it doesn’t go well cause he yells at her & calls her out for her shit. She’s not as emotionally tough as you’d expect from someone who looks like her & her eyes were full of tears behind the mask & she’s been lowkey scared of him ever since. Now if he calls her for backup she answers, but more often than not has an excuse not to go.

One time this happens, she says she can’t go ‘cause she’s at a family thing. A minute later Noir calls her for help & she’s like “omg bestie, of course!” Nearly shits herself when she shows up & they’re working the same mission. Miguel is not amused & he’s like “I thought you had a family thing.” & she’s just like “I asked my mom if I could leave.” Just DARING him to challenge her.

He’s mean & scary & she has (completely one sided) beef with him because of it… so why does she think he’s hot? She hasn’t even seen his face! But he has a “sexy voice” & looks hella fine in his suit, so she’s developed a pretty big crush on him. She copes by trying to avoid him at all costs & pulls a Violet Parr & turns invisible when he enters the room. Her bff, (my cousin’s spidersona Go-Go Spider) thinks it’s cute & funny & likes to tease her about it.

Go-Go is the only one she trusts enough to tell about her crush. Telling Noir would feel too weird, it would be like talking to her dad about boy problems & Jessica is too close to Miguel so she can’t be trusted with that information. No offense to Gwen but there’s no way Briar’s gonna talk about her crush on the boss man to a fucking 15 year old. & even tho she’s pretty tight with Hobie now, she’d never admit to having a crush to him. He loves to stir the pot & watch the drama unfold & she just knows without a doubt that he’d go tell just to see what happens. She’s dealt with a younger sibling before, she knows the consequences of her actions.

One time she was pretty sick & didn’t think she needed to call into HQ to let them know. She doesn’t get inter-dimensional jobs often enough to think she needed to, tbh & she was knocked out cold taking a nap. Miguel calls her & she had it on silent so she could rest, but he thinks she’s just being a bitch & ignoring him on purpose. After the 4th unanswered call he actually starts to get a little worried & decides to check in on her. He hops to her dimension & sees her sleeping on the couch, which is a relief but she’s supposed to be on the clock damnit! So he takes off his mask & leans down next to her to wake her up. Well, she’s never seen him without his mask… So when she opens her eyes she just sees this man in her home leaning over her! Obviously she starts screaming which makes him start screaming, & before he can explain himself, Briar webs a nearby lamp & brings it crashing down on his head! Now she’s panicking cause there’s an unconscious stranger on her living room floor & now that she’s had the chance to calm down that suit really looks familiar, but she’s panicking so much she can’t put her finger on it. She calls the only person you can in this situation: Hobie. He shows up ready to throw down but he sees Miguel sprawled across her rug & Briar crying as she explains herself & he can’t help but laugh. She’s absolutely MORTIFIED when she realizes who it is & Hobie is just like “his fuckin’ fault for breakin’ in while you were sleeping.” Miguel isn’t happy when he comes to, but he has to try really hard to hide his amusement. Even he can admit it was pretty funny.

If you thought she was avoiding him before, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. She just get so shy when he’s around & clams up. Good thing no one can see her lol. When she does have to talk so him, she’s either really quiet & shy & doesn’t look him in the eye or she’s a sassy smart ass with a bitchy remark. There’s not really an in between.

Miguel: How the hell can you walk around in those? (Talking about her 5 inch platforms)

Briar: How the hell can you walk with that suit riding up your ass?

Shit like that. She has to be mean to him so that people won’t think she likes him. (It doesn’t work, people have their hunches) Jessica is pretty wise to what’s going on & is trying to get Briar to slip up & admit her crush to her, but she’s stubborn. & no one knows how to beat around the bush to avoid a topic like she does.

The Great Twerk-Off Extravaganza

So Briar & Go-Go decide to host a secret twerking competition at HQ, but they try to keep it under wraps. No flyers broadcasting the event or anything, it’s all spread by word of mouth, & they only told people they thought would be cool with it & wouldn’t snitch. When they’d invite someone they’d even say “pass it on, but be careful who you tell alright? No snitches.” The day of the competition comes & it’s a huge hit. They host it in one of the old boardroom meetings that never get used, & it’s jam packed. They didn’t expect the turnout to be this great, but they couldn’t be happier!

Miguel was the #1 person who could not, under any circumstance, find out about it. They did a great job of keeping it a secret & didn’t even invite Peter B. til the day of just ‘cause they were afraid he’d accidentally let it slip. But Miguel was none the wiser. Until, that is, he finds a long line at the atm machine & they’re all getting like $50-$100 in singles & he knows something’s up. He tries to question them about it but they all book it & run in different directions. He’s determined to find out just what the hell is going on & finally manages to track them down & finds the room where the twerk-off is being held. He can hear lots of cheers & loud music, but nothing could prepare him for what he walks into.

There’s ass everywhere. Spiders are standing on the floor, the table, the walls, even the ceiling & they’re all throwing it back. Dude walks in & is shell shocked by what he sees & yells to get everyone’s attention. The room goes dead silent before Hobie grabs a bottle, smashes it & yells SCATTER! (Just like the John Mulaney bit)

Miguel is pissed they throw an unauthorized party at HQ but more importantly he wasn’t invited! Makes it his mission to try & track down who started it, but since it was all through word of mouth he can’t pinpoint the origins.

A few months later, the spiders are begging for another competition ‘cause it was the most fun they’ve had in ages. They decide that Miguel is allowed to know about this one so maybe he won’t wanna crash the party. Briar invites Peter B. & let’s him know that he’s allowed to invite Miguel, ‘cause let’s be honest he’s probably the only one who can convince him to go.

But they host it in the cafeteria since it’s not a secret anymore & they’re expecting a bigger turnout. But Twerk-Off Two: Electric Twerkaloo is officially a go. Briar & Go-Go are the mc’s & they do a great job of pumping up the crowd. Miguel stops by pretty early & he finds it more amusing than he lets on. Peter spots him in the crowd & begs him to get on stage with him & after a lot of nagging he finally caved & put his name on the roster. When their turn comes up Briar sees his name & internally freaks the fuck out. But she plays it off & does her job hyping up the crowd like “OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS AREN’T READY FOR THIS! ARE YOU READY?” & they all scream & she’s like “NO I DON’T THINK YOU ARE!” & they’re all buzzing with excitement from the build up so when she finally announces who’s next they legit go hog wild. He’s embarrassed & regretting his decision but he has something to prove lol. He actually has fun & rubs it in Peter’s face that he won.

Seeing him actually cut loose did not help her lil crush on him. She is not beating the lovestruck allegations

I just love her so much & she’s so fucking cute when she’s pining & angry about it

#spidersona #spiderverse spidersona #spider-goth #briar sparks #atsv #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spiderman atsv #miguel o’hara #spiderman 2099 #spider noir #peter b parker

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